Starkland Building

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Part 1

 

There is much to be said for some old things.  There is an old building named Starkland Building that was built in the 1930’s.  It was built to provide business offices for very small to moderately sized companies.  It was a rare building because throughout the years management always seemed to keep ahead of trends always remodeling, upgrading, and improving the building and services.  It was built on the corner of two major streets which added to the desirability of its location.  Last, the first floor was reserved for shops to bring in customers with the upper fifteen floors reserved for those businesses that needed office space.

 

On floors six and twelve, were huge public rest rooms.  The top two floors were exclusive offices that had private rest rooms.  The men’s rest room on floor six was a spacious place and identical to the one on floor twelve.  Going in the hall door, one was met with six lavatories on each side of what would be best described as a vestibule of sorts.  Walking to the end of this line of lavatories, there were two steps up to another floor.  The construction of this building allowed for all pipes from the rest rooms to be in a crawl space so that they did not extend into the office spaces on the floor below.  It made servicing the pipes a bit easier in some ways.

 

To the right at the top of these two steps was a set of five stalls containing commodes.  Turning to the left and going through a door arch was an “arcade” that was lined on either side by urinals.  Turning to the right and walking on led to two more “arcades” that were lined on either side by stalls with commodes.  Finally, going up two additional steps at the very back of this walkway, there was another single bank of stalls containing commodes.

 

I read on an internet site that the sixth floor rest room was a cruising area on a Saturday morning.  I considered the source but filed away the information until a few weeks later when I woke early one Saturday morning and decided to make a visit.  I prepped myself and arrived around 9:30.  I entered the elevator and got off at the sixth floor.  Not knowing where the rest room was, I walked down one of the halls.  I found that the building had a hall that went not down a central corridor but in an oval.  Of course, I had gone the wrong way but finally arrived at the men’s rest room in a few minutes.

 

I opened the door and went in.  I walked slowly through the entire place noting the location of everything that I previously described.  Knowing cruising protocol and likely area of cruising, I entered the last stall in the last row of stalls.  This was the raised group of five that had no stalls on the opposing side.  I let my shorts drop over my feet as I sat down.  I set my bottle of lube on the paper dispenser after having lubed my ass and waited.

 

As I sat and waited, I went through all the usual thoughts of exploring a “new” cruise site:  Was it really a cruise site?  Was I there at the correct time?  Correct location?  Was it known to the local police?  Would there be any traffic?  Would I get my ass fucked as I was hoping?  How long was I willing to wait to see if there would be anyone else that would be here?

 

I ran through these thoughts and others when I heard what I thought was the front door opening and closing.  (The sound of the door opening and closing when I entered was enough to be heard two states over I thought.)  Footsteps were now approaching.  Then, I heard them stop and a stall door close and latch.  Once more the hall door opened and closed.  I heard no footsteps though until finally what sounded like rubber soled shoes coming up the two steps.  I heard the steps approach my stall, stop momentarily, and then enter the stall next to me.  I watched the shadow as my neighbor closed and latched his stall door.  My neighbor then lowered what appeared to be sweat pants and sat down.

 

We sat there until I heard a shuffling in the next stall.  I leaned to my left attempting to see what I could either in fact or by shadow.  It was unmistakable that he was removing his sweat pants.  He must have hung them on the back of his door.  Now, his legs stretched out fully in front of him and spread wide.  The only possible reason would be that he was. . . .

 

I left my neighbor to himself for several minutes until once more I heard him moving about.  I bent down to my left once more looking beneath the partition.  He had pulled his feet back to a seated position.  I reached down to my shorts and removed them placing them between the commode and the wall.  I uncapped my small lube bottle, stepped forward, and unlatched my stall door.  The door swung open about an inch or so.  I stepped back facing the back wall of the stall spreading my feet apart so that at least my left foot now was easily visible beneath the wall between us.  I stood there and waited.

 

I heard my neighbor moving about and then silence.  I checked my ass, and it was still lubed.  Then, the slight sound of my neighbor’s stall door being carefully and slowly unlatched caught my ear.  I bent over slightly.  I waited what seemed like hours but was only moments I’m sure.

 

My ass sensed a light touch to it.  I bent slightly more.  A hand moved closer to my ass hole as it rubbed my cheeks.  As the hand reached my crack, it lifted away from my cheek.  I felt a left hand take hold of my left cheek pulling gently.  As it did so, I felt a finger rubbing on my hole finally inserting itself slowly into my hole.  Slow progress was made as this unknown finger went further and further inside me.  It was no doubt testing for the presence of lube.

 

Finding my ass lubed, he withdrew his finger and released my left cheek.  I waited for sounds but heard none.  I contemplated turning around but instead opted to look beneath my arm pit.  I discovered that he had picked up my lube bottle and was now lubing the front half of his dick. 

 

His dick was about 7 inches long and cut.  It was a moderately thick one but looked to be flattened with a broad head.  Shortly, I felt his fingers now being wiped around my ass hole adding to the lube there.  Then, I felt the head of this dick pressing into my hole.  The pressure mounted until at last my sphincter popped open allowing entry. 

 

I sighed lightly assenting to the entry.  This cock slid further into me with little resistance until half way when the lube on the dick ended.  Though no direct lube coated this dick, it did not stop but was merely slowed in its ever forward movement until at last the pelvic area of this unknown man began pushing into my ass cheeks.  He halted and held fast.

 

“Fuck, yeah, man,” I quietly heard from behind me.  This unknown dick was now withdrawn slowly until the head popped out of my ass.  It was immediately though pushed back to the entrance and once more continued increasing pressure until my ass opened once more.  Full length this stranger pushed his dick once more into me.  He continued this pattern for six or seven passes with each getting a little faster.

 

“Oh, fuck,” I heard him say as he increased his tempo of fucking.  He had grabbed my hips when he had begun his first journey into my ass.  Now, he held them tighter as he increased his fucking pace.  I put my hands out to the back wall and the wall between the stalls to try and steady myself.  More and more he fucked me sliding his dick full length into and out of my ass but leaving now always at least the head of his dick in me.

 

“Fucking, yeah, man.  You want it in you?” I heard as his fucking had increased to its fastest.  I responded with, “Yes; in me.”  Nothing else needed to be said.  He increased his fucking holding tighter still to my hips.  His tempo was now such that with each insertion his balls had begun to slap up against my lower ass cheeks as his pelvis area slapped into my upper ass cheeks.  This man was on a mission that was about to be fulfilled.

 

Faster he fucked giving himself that glorious exhilarating stimulation that is found only by a man’s dick shoved into another man’s ass pounding the ass as the nerve endings in the dick send the message to the brain and balls that the time for the finale is at hand.  As my unknown fucker fucked harder and harder, his breath began to become labored and panting.  The time was at hand.  This unknown fucker shoved his dick full force into my ass and held it there stopping his piston action.  Then, as quickly as he had stopped, he once more pulled backwards shoving his dick full length back into me holding his dick in place again.

 

I felt his dick being held there and then it swell up and deflate.  More and more of the swelling and deflation of his dick as it began discharging his gooey reward.  He gripped my hips tightly as he kept his dick fully inserted in my ass.  He pumped his white liquid gold into me making sure that it was being delivered as far inside as possible.  Round after round of his DNA flooded my inside. 

 

As his delivery abated, this stranger loosened his grip on my hips.  Slower and slower his delivery was made until at last there was no movement.  I felt him composing himself as he began to pull his now deflated dick from my ass.  I gently squeezed on his dick as it exited my ass so that any remnant of his balls could be squeezed out of his dick and into my ass.  I could not allow any wigglers to escape from me.

 

The head of his dick popped out of my ass as I clamped together tightly my sphincter making sure of no escape.  My stall neighbor patted my ass, said his thanks, and turned walking out of my stall back to his.  I closed my stall door and stood there as I heard him dressing.  He left quickly.  I returned to my commode to consider my options.

 

I could stay and possibly get fucked more or I could leave.  This isn’t a huge decision in one regard:  It’s a one or the other decision.  The possibility of being fucked and getting more cum is a powerful choice when you’re a cum addict.  I just hate wasting time on the unknown.  But, certainly what just happened proved that this rest room was definitely active.

 

I finally decided to stay a little longer and settled in to wait.  Just as I was ready to give up, I heard the front door open and close.  Once more I heard footsteps.  They were cut short.  Soon, I heard a urinal flush with the steps retreating followed by the door opening and closing.  I waited some more.  This process was followed twice more.  I decided that it was time to go.

 

I put my shorts on, recapped my lube bottle, unlatched my door, and took a couple of steps down the line of stalls in this last row when I heard the front door open and close.  I stood still momentarily until I heard the footsteps continue coming to the rear of this rest room.  I quietly retreated to my stall, latching the door behind me.  I quickly and quietly removed my shorts once more.  I removed the lube bottle setting it on its stand and put my shorts beside me again.  I waited hearing the foot falls as they made the last two steps up to these back stalls.  The foot steps stopped.

 

I sat waiting for the next few seconds hearing at last footsteps coming slowly to the end of the stalls.  I looked up at my stall door and saw an eye looking back at me.  I sat there.  In a matter of less than a half minute, this newcomer had made his entrance, found me in the last stall, and now was assessing me.  He stepped away from my door but stood in front of it.  I watched through this very narrow slit and saw that he was doing something realizing at last that he was unsnapping his jeans and sliding his zipper down.

 

I stood up and slowly walked to the door slit and peered through at him.  He had hauled out a deflated dick and a pair of balls encased in a loosely hanging sack.  I spied all of him.  He was my height or maybe taller, about the same weight, dark eyes, dark hair, clean shaven, wearing jeans and a t-shirt, and some kind of boots.  He began to fondle and finally manipulate his cut dick in his left hand.  He stood there nonchalantly as he stared at my stall door and slowly jacking his dick.

 

We watched each other until I decided to lay my cards on the table as it were.  I turned around so that my ass was exposed to the narrow slit in the stall door and bent over.  I waited to see how this would be received.  Several seconds passed as I kept my pose letting it be known I was looking to be fucked.  As I was about to stand, I felt the door shaking.  I glanced over my shoulder and found a hand had grasped the top of the door and now once more I was being watched by my newcomer.

 

I stood up, reached back unlatching the door, and stepped back in toward the commode.  The door swung open and in stepped this new man.  I sat down on the commode as he advanced to me.  Nothing was said; nothing needed to be said.  I sucked in his dick as he grabbed my head and began instantly fucking my face.  His dick resumed its inflating now that it was being warmly encouraged.  I rolled my tongue around on this cut dick as best possible considering the growth it was making.

 

Once inflated, my newcomer pulled his dick from my mouth.  I looked up at him as he stepped back away from me.  Knowing what was to come, I stood up and turned around bending over to accept this now fully inflated cut dick of this man.  I heard him pick up and pop open the top of my bottle of lube.  Soon, I felt the telltale signs of his work as a slick dick head pushed against my sphincter with ever increasing pressure until at last my ass hole popped open allowing the dick head to slide into me.  More and more of this cut dick slid in until no more would fit.

 

I had been stretched wide and deep giving me cause to inhale quietly and to grimace from the pain being delivered from all this stretching.  No way was I about to protest.  I waited as my newcomer waited for my inside to adjust fully to his mass.  When he was satisfied that I should be ready to be fucked, he began.  Slowly at first but soon began fucking in and out of my ass in a moderately fast pace.  He was a precision piston dick.  No fancy pounding style; he was a simple in and out man.  But, with the size of his dick, I didn’t care.

 

Once he began his fucking, he was a non-stopper until finished.  This fuck could only be described as being done by a man who had been married to a woman for years and was interested only in performing his duty.  It was a drab uninteresting in and out and in and out and in and out with no change in tempo fuck.  Though it was dull and uninteresting by comparison to the other fucks I’ve received, I was at least being fucked and would be rewarded with what I craved and needed most of all—a hearty cum load.

 

I suppose I shouldn’t grouse about the blandness of the man.  After all, he was fucking me which was the prelude for what I really needed.  I had hoped it would be a bit more exciting.  I hoped I didn’t yawn while I was being fucked.  That would be rude.

 

He continued on though.  In and out and in and out as if he were reading a paper.  And, after having made enough passes in and out of my ass, his dick and balls had experienced enough and went into sensory elevation.  He became almost excited, and on some levels I’m sure he was.  He began a slightly increased level in his speed as he continued to hold my hips.

 

I had been bouncing around on his dick making every effort to excite or stimulate this man but no outward sign indicated that he had sensed any such from me.  The usual squeezing his dick as it exited my ass usually gives a man a sense of contentment but with urgency to deliver his goods.  This man showed no sign that he even felt my sphincter as it gripped his dick.  However, he must have felt something since once more he increased his speed slightly.

 

This increased speed was the clincher though.  He continued to fuck my ass for about a minute or so when suddenly I heard behind me life in the man.  He began to pant aloud and moan softly as he continued his in and out and in and out.  I made more of an effort with my milking his dick as he continued to fuck me and make me aware that he was alive after all.  Hearing him moan and pant for air was my own stimulus as evidently my milking his dick was stimulating him unbeknownst to me.  But, even as we stimulated each other, he finally reached his limit and finally came to life.

 

He slammed into my ass full force and held his dick inside as far as it would go.  I felt his cut dick swell and spit once, twice, three times and more as the contents of his balls spilled through his piss tube and splattered against my lining.  More and more of his DNA was released in me as I milked him again and again.  As his deposits decreased, I could hear his breathing slowing to normal.  All too soon, his dick shooting his cum into my ass was finished, and he began his withdrawal.

 

His dick head popped out of my ass.  I clamped down on my sphincter holding in the contents now of two men.  Not relaxing for a minute, my stall mate dressed quickly, patted my ass, unlatched the door, and was gone.  His foot steps retreated back the way they had come.  I heard the hall door open and close leaving me once more on the back row alone.

 

I squeezed my ass tightly and sat on the commode to catch my breath and regroup.  I thought back on my two men that had fucked me.  I had to admit that this must be the right time of the day to visit on Saturday.  Not too busy at any time though a bit slow as well considering the time in between them.  I returned to my thoughts of what to do.  Two now made an argument to stay.  Remembering the amount of time between them raised the question of was it worth it.  I balanced them against each other.

 

As I sat there considering what to do next, I instantly froze as I saw a shadow moving on the door to my stall which had remained open by my own stupid laziness of not closing and locking it.  I had not heard the front door.  I had heard no foot steps.  I had heard no indication that someone else was in this rest room.  Almost immediately after becoming aware of the shadow, it appeared at the door.  A hand pushed the door wider as he stepped into full view.

 

I know my eyes widened as I began to shake and my heart skipped a beat and then began racing as if I had just completed a double marathon.  I was sickened at the sight.  In full uniform, a police officer now stood in my stall doorway.

 

So goes the price for playing in public.  I knew I was caught.  Since my stall door was open and I had removed my shorts which were tossed on the floor, he had me on at least public exposure or indecency charge.  What he could make of the open lube bottle, I didn’t know.  Racing through my mind was my being arrested or escorted out of the building with a citation.  I found out.

 

I sat there staring in fear as he stood there staring at me.  He stepped into the booth locking the stall door behind him.  His hands went to the buckle on his utility belt.  He unbuckled it hanging it on the hook of the stall door.  He turned back to me.  He undid his belt buckle, unsnapped his trousers, unzipped his fly, and pushed down his pants and underwear.  I sat there staring at his face.  No way was I going to give him any more ammunition.  I now was thinking this was an entrapment act.  I had to remain perfectly still and not react at all.

 

He rolled the top of his pants downward on the inside and stepped forward to me still seated on the commode.  He lifted his dick up and pushed it to my mouth.  I had no choice—well, I really did—but to look at it.  I felt the tip of it clearly as it was pushed against my mouth and held there.  Do I open my mouth and suck it in?  Do I pull away from it?  Do I tell him to get the hell out of my stall?  My mind raced.

 

I raised my hand up supporting the underside of his cut dick as I opened my mouth.  I slid his dick in my mouth and began to suckle it.  I nursed on it licking it all around with my tongue increasing my attention to it as this legal weapon began to fill and bloom.  My fears abated somewhat knowing that still there was that possibility that at the end of all this I would still be arrested.  Time only would tell but until then I was caught.  If I was going to be arrested, at least it would happen for a real reason.

 

I lavished as much attention to this white cut dick as I possibly could.  I bobbed my head up and down the full length as I felt it grow steadily lengthening and in circumference.  This cop’s dick was not spectacularly large but was a nice fit in my mouth.  It went the depth to my throat but didn’t overdo either of the dimensions.  It was a nice mouthful.  Hopefully, it would be a nice ass full, too.

 

For many minutes, I sucked on this dick.  My sucking was punctuated with quiet comments from this cop.  One and two word remarks was all he made:  nice; yeah; oh, fuck; hot; easy; good mouth; keep going.  Conversation was not a strong suit of his but as long as he was satisfied I was going to keep it up.  I was beginning to get an idea I was in for a surprise.

 

As my jaws began to ache from the constant sucking and my tongue bathing this cut dick, I continued playing with his balls which were a nice pair.  I had started playing with his balls a couple of minutes after beginning sucking this cop.  His dick had filled my mouth now with a nice dick and had begun to fuck my face with it.  The more I sucked him the more confident I became.

 

“Stand up and turn around,” he said finally.  I stopped sucking.  I looked up at him with his dick shoved in my mouth.  Of all times to be arrested.  Damn it.  What an idiot.  I let his dick slide out of my mouth, stood up, and turned around putting my hands behind my back.  “Bend the fuck over, bitch.”  I heard him say as I stood there.  He slapped the back of my head; I bent over.

 

Next thing I knew, I felt the tip of his dick at my ass hole.  Pressure mounted until at last my sphincter popped open allowing him to slide and glide all the way in me.  Nice going, copper.  I heard him unbuttoning his shirt once I was fully impaled on him.  He removed his shirt tossing it over the stall wall followed by his t-shirt.  I saw his trousers drop to the floor soon after and felt him grab my hips firmly.

 

“You fuckers know about this place, and so do I.  It’s always nice to get some ass here occasionally.   You just listen good, bitch.  You’re going to take me as long as I want to fuck.  You got that?  And, I like to fuck a long time.  No whining; no stopping until I’m done.  You do what I say when I say.  You got that?  You fuckers can use this place as long as I’m on this beat.  But, step out of line from me and I’ll haul your sorry ass in for everybody to know.  You got that?  You’re a new one.  I had a feeling I’d get a new one today; just had a feeling.  You belong to me now ‘cause before I leave I’m getting your info and id to make sure you’re mine.  You got that?  Don’t try crossing me either.  You’ll think about it though.  Won’t work.  ‘Cause what I offer you is going to save your sorry ass when I’m NOT around.  You got that?  You’re going to become one of my own private bitches that I fuck when I want a piece of ass.  Any time I want a piece of ass and think of you, you’ll get your ass fucked.  You got that?  Don’t matter whether you like it or not, you’ll take my dick up your ass and keep quiet about it ‘cause you’ll get to know me in time.  You know I can haul your ass in any time I want and will if you try to fuck me over.  You got that?  I don’t care who you fuck with when I’m not around but I call you or show up at your place my dick is going in your ass.  Period.  No questions or I’ll haul your ass in so fast your head won’t have time to swim ‘cause I got you on my own list now.  You got that?  You understand me?” I heard him finally stop and ask something to which he really wanted an answer though it took me a moment or two to realize it.  I had indeed heard him and had more importantly understood him and what our relationship was.

 

“Yes, I understand you,” I finally replied.

 

The entire time that he had been going on and on and on he had been fucking me punctuating his speech with an occasional hard full length slam into my ass jolting me as I stood bent over in front of him impaled on his dick.  This was a cop that was going to blackmail me into submitting to his sexual appetite whenever he pleased.  For this, he was going to look the other way for my being here in the Starkland Building having sex.  He was also willing to look the other way if he found me here in the future as long as he got his dick in my ass, too, on that occasion.  And, more promising, it sounded as if he meant to intercede if another cop caught me.  That part I had to explore further later.

 

He continued to fuck me with more punctuation fucks that made his dick feel good.  Hey, what’s an addict to do but to accept such an offer?  I had never had such an offer made to me before.  An offer that I couldn’t refuse of course.  Who in his right mind would refuse such?

 

“Couple more things, bitch.  I don’t pull out.  Ever.  I shoot in your ass when I shoot.  What you do with it is up to you.  You got that?  And, sometimes, there’s a couple of us that get together and get horny for some ass.  You get called, you get us both.  No whining then either or sniveling or giving any excuses.  I call, tell you where and when, you get there and be ready.  You got all that, bitch?” he asked in earnest finally.  Once more he slapped the back of my head.

 

“I got that,” I said back and grinned.

 

This cop fucked on in silence now as he had said all that he needed to say.  He continued to punctuate his fucking with his occasional full length slams into my ass to make his point.  I took each stroke of his dick be it a simple slide in and out of my ass or one of his slam strokes in full stride and acceptance.  As a fuck and cum addict, this was a match that couldn’t have been better for me.

 

He did not lie when he said he liked to fuck a long time.  He must have fucked twenty minutes non-stop if not more.  I lost all sense of time.  The only time we adjusted our positions was when he pulled me back further so that I was bent over the commode.  I grabbed onto the seat for support as he fucked me on and on.  But, as always, there comes the time that the balls have had enough as well as the dick.

 

“Fucking, bitch, take that load of mine,” I heard him say as he plunged full length into my ass and held there.  His grip on my hips tightened.  I felt his dick swell and spit into me time and time again.  More and more of his cum load was deposited in my ass as deep as this cop could put it.  As the last drops of his load swam out of his dick into my ass, his dick had almost drained itself of blood.  Still, it felt so good in my ass.

 

He pulled his dick out of my ass as I squeezed on it draining the last bit of his load into me.  Once removed, I immediately turned around kneeling on the floor in front of him opening my mouth.  I was rewarded with his dick which I inhaled and cleaned delicately knowing that it might be sensitive after such a long fucking.  My tongue roamed all around this now flaccid dick making sure that it was washed clean as possible considering where it had been.  He put on his t-shirt and uniform shirt as I cleaned.  I slid along the entire length of his dick lowering my head so that his dick head would not pop out of my mouth and slap back onto his ball sack.

 

He pulled up his pants and began to fasten them.  I looked at the trouser legs dusting off any hint of being on the floor.  He turned around lifting his utility belt off the stall door hook.  I stood up reaching for my shorts retrieving my wallet removing my driver’s license from it.  I turned around handing it to him.  He eyed me up closely taking it.

 

“Bitch, you just might work out for me.  You don’t complain and are willing to finish the job.  Yeah, you just might work out for me,” he said as he took out a pen and writing pad jotting down my information.  “You interested in anything else besides getting fucked?  I got a couple of quirks I really enjoy:  piss and some rough stuff.  Won’t matter if you aren’t; I got others for them.  Just know how you bitches are sometimes.  Just wanting to see if you might be up for more than just a fuck bitch.”

 

“Piss definitely.  Depends on rough,” I said.

 

He handed back my license, and I put it away.  I turned back to face him now that he was fully dressed.  He looked at me now fully head to toe as if inspecting me as he was.

 

“What piss,” he asked.

 

“Piss on me, drink it from glass but tap preferred, or up my ass,” I replied.

 

“Much experience at it,” he inquired.

 

“Enough at all three to be considered a pro at it,” I replied.

 

He made a short note on his pad.  “What rough do you take?  Not fake stuff; hard core.  I’m talking about being whipped.  Hand, belt, strap, paddle, hair brush.  Crushed nipples.  Clamps on your body.  Maybe some weights on them.  Slapped around.  Balls slapped.  Pain inflicted on you is the point.  See how much you can take.  All fun for me.  Maybe more.”

 

I considered closely what he had said and let him see me thinking over what he had said as I looked straight at him without blinking.  Truthfulness was called for here.  This was not time to be coy or a bragger.  I looked at his hands.  I responded, “Most of what you said is a go hard core as long as it doesn’t cross injury or medical need.  No balls slapped.  I’ve got a mass on my right one from a major injury in childhood.  I can deal with some weighted parachute though.  Slapped around as long as no ring is on a hand; I see you wear no rings.  Maybe more; depends on what.”

 

It was his turn now to closely study me again.  He made a longer note on his pad putting it and his pen in his pocket.  He took out his wallet and retrieved a card handing it to me.  “You run into any problem here, you hand this over.  Keep your mouth shut though.  You got it?”

 

“I got it,” I said.

 

“Yeah, bitch, you just might work out for me real good.  You’ll hear from me.  Keep your stall door closed until you’re sure who’s out here,” he said.  He winked, smiled, turned around, and left as quietly as he had arrived.

 

As I was closing the stall door, I felt a pressure on it.  I opened it again to see the cop again.

 

“Back up and kneel,” he said.

 

I did so.  He walked inside the stall again, unzipped his pants pulling his dick out.  He offered it up to my mouth which I opened.  He held up his index finger from his hand as he inserted his dick in my mouth.  I waited and almost immediately I felt a throaty wetness in my mouth.  I swallowed rapidly and kept drinking as more and more of his piss filled my mouth.  I swallowed every drop.  He pulled his dick out of my mouth, stuffed it back in his trousers, zipped up, winking and smiling again, and left.

 

I closed and latched the door sitting down on the commode again.  I heard the hall door open and close and presumed it was him.  I wondered when he had entered the rest room.  It had to have been when I was being fucked by the second guy.  We had to have been so engrossed in our fucking this cop had entered unheard by either of us.  It had to have been then.

 

Again, I sat and considered my options.  The only difference was that now I had three loads of cum in my ass.  I checked my watch.  I had been here a little over three hours.  It was nearing 1:00.  I had gotten lucky on my first foray into this building.  I had gotten fucked by three men and taken their cum loads.  Not only fucked by three men but one was a cop in full uniform no less.  And, got a bladder of piss from the cop.  This had been a morning indeed.

 

Once more I heard the hall door open and close as I sat and pondered my afternoon.  I heard the squishing sound of sneakers walking on the tile floor.  They would grow faint and then louder and closer again.  I realized that he was walking down the arcades of stalls and returning to the main walk area.  The sneakers came closer and closer reaching the steps at the end of my row of stalls.  They stopped.

 

“Man, what’s up,” I heard finally from the steps from a deep basso voice.  “What you up to?”

 

I thought first before saying, “Just waiting for you.”

 

“For what,” I was asked.

 

“What do you want,” I asked.  Silence.  This newcomer was now going to have to commit or leave the way I looked at it.

 

“Booty,” was his reply.

 

I thought about it.  I had no idea who this was.  I had been lucky so far.  Was my luck about to run out or run deeper?  I stood up re-positioned myself to face the wall and knelt down as I pulled my dick and balls up showing my booty below the stall partition.  “Like this,” I asked.

 

“Long as I can get in it to nut,” I heard.

 

I stood up reached over and unlatched the stall door and pushed it a little.  I faced the commode for the fourth time that day leaning over it and holding on as before.  I heard nothing and then those squishing sneakers coming down the row.  They stopped at the stall door.

 

“Damn, man.  You ready,” he said and laughed.  He walked in to rub his hand all over my ass.  “Nice.  Any in there?”

 

“Three,” I replied.

 

“Damn; nice.  I love fucking in cum,” my latest newcomer said.  I heard him moving about as he rubbed my ass.  I lowered my head to see him dropping his shorts and kicking out of them.  He now began to finger my ass pushing in as far as he could and pulling out.  “Okay I drag some cum out for lube?”

 

“Sure,” I said.

 

He made several passes inside after inserting a second finger pulling out some of the cum and fuck juices that had settled down near my hole.  I could feel the liquid run out.  He smeared it around my hole.

 

“Fucking nice, man; fucking nice,” he said.  I felt his dick line up to my hole and begin to press inward.  It was somewhat difficult going but soon enough his dick head popped into me with a flash.

 

DAMN!  That hurt.  I sucked in air and heard a little chuckle.

 

“Yeah, man.  It’sa big one and going to get bigger.  Going to nut in you good though.  Give you a big four day old load.  Gotta stretch you big to get it.  I go balls deep, man.  You ready?  Gotta go all in one shove though.  Just don’t scream; hate to knock you out,” he said matter of factly—and, some how I knew he was a man of his word.

 

I held up my hand and took four long deep breaths of air, returned my hand to the commode, and shook my head yes.  Before I had finished, he had rammed full length into my ass ripping my sphincter wider still with the shaft of his dick as his fat dick head plunged into the darkness of my ass.  I throttled a scream that had formed in my throat letting it escape me in small eeking sounds.  My eyes watered as the pain spread with the speed of light all throughout my body.

 

“I told you it’sa big one and going balls deep,” he said as he chuckled knowingly.  “Good thing you didn’t scream.  But, you can take it, dude.  Not many can without screaming,” he reported.

 

I was still reeling from the pain but made no effort to disengage my ass from being invaded by this new dick.  All I knew was this black man had a dick with a big head on it and a dick shaft that was bigger still.  What I also knew was he wanted to fuck booty and nut which pain willing was going to be in me.  Until then, I knew I was going to have to suffer in silence until my ass hole and inside was stretched enough to accommodate this monster hole auger.

 

I was not given much time for adjustment though.  This man wanted booty and was on a mission to get it for his nut.  Out of my ass he pulled this monster meat allowing my lining to collapse.  He stopped so that just the big head on his dick was left inside me which in and of itself was cause of a gasp of air.  Then, once more he went full throttle inside causing more pain but not as much as the first time.  The first time is always the busiest with the nerve endings.  That’s the big stretcher.  That’s when a lining is measured out for future thrusts.  Once an inside knows how big it has to get, the rest of the insertions are easier.

 

Not only did this Black guy want booty, he wanted it now and was determined much like Burger King to have it his way.  And, have it his way he did.  I accepted his oversize dick in my ass every time that he slammed inside me and greeted with mixed feelings of his withdrawal.  There weren’t any mixed feelings once I got the stretching size down pat.  Then, it was just pure pig heaven taking his big black dick.

 

He must have had great experience at men being fucked by his big dick and knew exactly how many times he had to fuck a hole to get it fully stretched out for comfort.  It seemed as if he made one passage where no pain at all was caused and from then on he picked up speed and went for more depth.  He plunged harder and harder into my ass buckling my arms as they stretched out holding the commode seat.  I tried angling my arms which helped somewhat.  But, he simply added more power behind his thrusts.

 

The pain from his big dick invading my ass lessened with each in and out stroke.  Soon, the pain was completely gone replaced by a new driving force of needing this big dick to fuck me more and more.  The need to take a load of cum from it was also now in my forethoughts.  I was anticipating now the final throes of satisfaction for him that would result in his discharging his sticky white paste of swimming wigglers that would eventually become a part of me.

 

More and more he increased his thrusting power as I became more determined to accept each forward hip movement that sent his blood engorged tube of meaty procreation into my ass.  I steeled my arms on the seat accepting each rear end crash.  His hands that now gripped my hips were as determined in holding me in place as I was determined to accept his entries.

 

I heard his early alert alarm sound as he said, “You fucking white  kunt.  You’re gonna get my nut now.  You bitch.  Take my nut.  Take my nut, kunt.  Fucking take my nut NOW!”  As he had begun his tirade of sexual completion, I braced myself for an even harder assault on my ass which came with every word spoken by him.  He increased his fucking speed with each word both inward and outward as well as increased the crashing impact he made on my ass cheeks.  His increased speed and impact continued until the very last word that he uttered at which point he inserted his fully inflated big black dick as far as he could into my ass where he held it as his hands doubled and tripled their grip on my hips.

 

I felt his super sized black dick swell slightly as the first round of his body fluid now was flushed out of his balls and into the drain line that ran through his fattened dick.  His muscles pushed each of these white globules along the way until the sticky masses were forced out his piss slit and splattered the lining of my inside.  More and more of his body fluid was ejected from his body and accepted into mine where it no doubt was pressed against the lining and forced further into me as his thick blood engorged dick head and shaft served as plug and barrier preventing this precious liquid from draining along the shaft and out of my ass.

 

We were coupled now for one purpose:  This was the ultimate and closing scene that we both had been building to reach.  Though for different purposes, we both were experiencing this same scenario and had reached the pinnacle of our act together now sliding down the other side to what would eventually be the epilogue.  Slower and slower, this Black man now spit his body fluid into my body as he lessened his grip on my hips.  It was all too soon for either of us that the final deposit was made.  Again, all too soon for different reasons for the two of us involved here that the final deposit was made.

 

Surprisingly, he patted my ass cheek.  He began gently pulling his now deflated dick from my ass as I gently squeezed it with my sphincter on its way out.  When the big head of this dick popped out of my ass, I immediately squeezed my sphincter tightly so that no escape could be made by the liquid in my ass.  I turned almost as immediately kneeling on the floor in front of this Black man taking his fat dick in my mouth and washing it as I worshipped it as well.  I was aware that many men are super sensitive after nutting and was careful with my mouth.

 

I now looked upward at him as he looked down at me.  We intently gazed at the other knowing what had just passed between us and were content.  I noticed the sweat on his brow and felt his hairy legs as I caressed them with my hands.  I saw his stubbled face and somewhat long hair.  The diamond earring glistened in his left lobe.  I took his big calloused hands into mine and held them.  I rubbed my hands over his lightly hairy bubble butt.  I nursed the last of his cum load into my mouth as I now tasted no more of the testament that his big black dick had once been in my ass.

 

Slowly, I began releasing his dick from my mouth lowering my head so that his dick head gently left my orifice so that it and the rest of his still big dick gently hung in front of his balls.  I rose to meet my fucker.  He was about six feet tall as I am five feet ten inches.  We looked more at each other.

 

“Man, you know how to take a fucking,” he finally said in his now familiar basso voice.  “Didn’t think you’d make it.  You got four in you now.  You gonna get more?”

 

“Well, I’ve probably reached my limit here today.  It’s my first time visiting here.  It’s been very successful.  Four out of the gate,” I reported.

 

“First time here?  Man, you can take’m.  And hold’em.  You’re a cum whore, ain’tcha?” he asked.

 

“Oh, yes.  It’s my paycheck for being fucked.  That makes me a prostitute, don’t you think,” I asked him.

 

He laughed.  “How long you been here today?”

 

“Got here about 9:30.  Not a lot of traffic.  Not sure it’s worth the time even if it did produce four.  I need lots of dicks and loads of cum,” I confessed.  “I’m an addict.”

 

“Man, you can’t be wanting more” he said and laughed lightly.  “Ain’t four enough, man?”

 

“No.  I’m an addict.  I can’t be fucked enough and can’t take enough cum in my ass to satisfy me,” I said dead seriously looking at him not smiling.

 

“You serious?  You want more?” he asked.  “You staying or leaving?  You leaving, come on go with me.  I take you back to my place and fuck you again.  Give you another load in there deep as the first one.  I can nut again.  You’re a good fuck.”

 

I considered my options once more but with a new option.  I thought about the time it was getting which had to be very late afternoon now.  To leave here now gave me an option of getting fucked and another load of cum or going home with just four loads in me.  This was a no brainer for me.  Why settle for four when five would be twenty-five percent more?

 

“Thanks for the compliment.  Okay.  I’ll leave now.  Let me get dressed,” I said retrieving my shorts and putting them on.  My stall mate dressed as I did.  I put my bottle of lube in my pocket, and we departed.

 

Part 2

 

As we exited the building, I stopped and asked him if he drove.  He told me no he had taken the bus downtown.  I asked him were he lived.  He told me that he lived off Newton Road.  Oh, lawzy.  I lived off Newton Road.  We were neighbors of sorts.  I asked where and he told me in Peterson Estates.  I knew exactly where he lived.

 

“I did drive.  Let’s go get my car and get to your place, then,” I said.  I drove as we talked learning more about the other including our names.  When I turned onto Newton Road, I told him that he would need to guide me now.  He gave directions and easily enough his was the first house in the subdivision.  I pulled in the double wide drive parking on the right side as told.

 

Once inside, LaShaun told me that his car was being repaired.  He went on to say that he had a couple of guys who rented rooms from him but that they were gone for the weekend.  He asked if I wanted something to drink.  I asked for some water no ice though.  I followed him into the kitchen where I drank the water as he got a soda from the refrigerator.  I followed him to his bedroom.

 

LaShaun set his soda on a night stand and began to strip.  I finished off my water and asked where I could piss.  He pointed to a door which went to a bath room.  I unzipped taking my dick out and pissed into the bowl as I set the glass down on the counter.  While pissing, LaShaun entered the bath room totally naked.  His huge dick swayed side to side as he walked.  He joined me at the commode and relieved his own bladder. 

 

We re-entered the bed room where LaShaun had turned down the bed covers.  He climbed into bed as I stripped totally climbing in quickly and scooting over to him.  His arms reached out wrapping around me as he moved toward me.  Our lips met with mine parting soon after taking in his big tongue that explored my entire mouth as my own tussled with his.  I could feel his big dick once more rising up and being filled with his blood.

 

As his big black dick continued to grow and we continued to kiss, LaShaun eventually rolled me onto my back as he moved himself firmly on top of me weighing me down as he used his feet to maneuver between my legs spreading them so that he could settle between them.  I wrapped my ankles on the backs of his spread legs as we continued to kiss deeply while his dick grew more.  LaShaun was much more animated than he had been at Starkland.  He was on home turf here and from what he had demonstrated so far was very passionate.  This was more personal and not just sex in a public rest room.

 

Soon enough though LaShaun was primed and needing back in my booty.  He knelt between my legs pulling them up and onto my chest as he lined his now fully erect big black dick at my ass hole.  I had no lube on the outside this time and LaShaun wasn’t stopping to apply any.  He pushed harder still as I winced in anticipation that soon enough his fat dick head would pop through my sphincter which it did in surprising short order.  Though not as painful as the first time, I still was very, very aware of when he had entered me.

 

Unlike at Starkland, LaShaun did not stop when his dick head had popped through my sphincter.  Despite no lube outside my hole, he continued to press harder still with his big fat dick while rolling me up off the bed onto my shoulders.  His blood fattened dick slid slowly inside me dragging along the unlubed entire shaft until it had been once more fully inserted into me where it was lubed by the remains of four cum loads and fuck juices that had been generated.  As he felt his pubes rubbing my ass cheeks and his balls coming to rest below my crack, LaShaun shifted positions lowering me a bit and putting my legs on his shoulders.

 

“Fucking, yeah, bitch.  You're gonna get another load outta my balls, man.  Get you hooked on me and my dick and make you unfit for other men to use,” he said with complete honesty.  “You hooked on big black ones, ain’tcha’?” he asked rhetorically.  “I know you are.  I seen bitches like you before.  You get one big one like me in you and you’re hooked good.  You’ll be back for more from me.  I seen it a lot.  Kunts like you love big black dick pounding your ass hard and deep filling you up with all the hot ball juice we got,” he said as he once more fucked me.  He leaned down and began kissing once more bending me in half as he made sure my ass was upturned to take his mammoth black dick which gave him such great pride.  He knew what his dick meant to me.

 

He pounded away as we kissed deeply.  More and more he made his journey in and out of my ass spreading wide my inside gut as he made entry and exit from it as he drove himself onward toward his goal.  He fucked me harder and harder still slamming into me deeper and deeper as he drove his tongue deeper into my mouth.  I had visions of his tongue being hit by the top of his dick from the way he was fucking.  Then, his balls had reached their limit and spewed forth into my ass once more their contents.

 

“FUCKING BITCH, TAKE THAT NUT JUICE,” he bellowed when he pulled his tongue from my mouth.  He shoved his now swollen more big black dick into my ass fully deep as the contents spewed and splattered once more inside coating me again.  Sweat from his forehead dropped onto me as he grimaced in erotic ecstasy of completion.  More and more and more of his white gooey ball batter made its way through his big pulsing dick into my ass that accepted every drop of it.  He shivered as the last rounds of his cum flowed swiftly through his slowly shrinking dick into my ass.  He shivered once more and collapsed onto me.

 

We lay there entwined with my ankles pushing into him as my splayed legs spread wide giving him access to my ass while my arms wrapped around him tightly holding him to me hearing his breathing returning to normal as was mine.  This had not lasted as long as I had hoped but more importantly I had been rewarded with another of his cum loads.  I reveled in my fortune of meeting this Black man and that we lived so close to each other.

 

“Damn, man.  Leave you for a weekend without wheels and you still get a piece of ass,” we heard from the doorway.  LaShaun and I both jumped from being startled and turned to look.  Standing looking in from the doorway were two Black men staring at the two of us in bed with my legs and arms wrapped around my host.  Both were grinning ear to ear.

 

“Dog, you said you was going to be gone the whole weekend,” LaShaun said in a somewhat pissed and demanding voice.  He began rearranging himself on the bed resulting in his withdrawing his deflated dick from my ass.  As he rolled off me onto his back, I instinctively clamped my sphincter tight so as not to lose any precious liquid.  “What are you two doing back here,” he demanded now half sitting up.

 

“Got there and nothing was going on.  Tiffany told him she wasn’t marrying him and left town.  Gone.  Packed her clothes and left.  Her mom’s real pissed,” the taller one said.  “Me and Judge came back because nothing was going on.  No party, nothing,” he added.

 

“Damn.  That’s too bad,” LaShaun said.

 

“So, who’d you just fuck,” the taller one asked and laughed joined by the shorter one.

 

“None of your business,” LaShaun replied looking at the two voyeurs.  “Besides, you get your own pieces.  I got this one down at Starkland,” my host declared looking at me.  “Brought me home; saved me from that bus.  I done fucked him twice and going to get some more before I turn him loose.  You go away.”

 

“You fucked him twice tells me what I need to know,” the short one chimed in.  “You don’t never fuck one twice less it’s real good and can take your pounding.  You need to share before you stretch him all out of shape and ruin him.  We ain’t had none in a week.”

 

“Yeah, you need to share that piece.  We all live here and share this house,” the tall one chimed in grinning.  “Besides, we made that trip for nothing.  Come back because no party or nothing.  Just wasted time on the road.  Looks like we ought to be rewarded for being good relatives at least.  And you ain’t using him now anyway ‘cause we seen you finish.  You’re pump ain’t primed yet and ours are.”  The two in the doorway laughed.

 

LaShaun looked at me and back at the two.  In that simple gesture, I knew he was considering it.  I tried to envision what it must be like living here.  I couldn’t.  I tried to envision the house rules.  I couldn’t.  I tried to envision what it would be like to be brought back to this house by one of these three.  I couldn’t . . . but, LaShaun’s simple look gave me an idea of what it might have been like on a previous occasion.

 

LaShaun continued to look at the two—as did I—as they stood in the doorway.  He finally turned his head and looked at me once more.  I looked at him.  “You know, Bill, I told you at Starkland I love fucking in cum,” I heard him say quietly, “and, I didn’t know those three you had in you.” 

 

I sat there and took in his words before I responded equally as quiet, “Well, which do you prefer:   Fucking in cum from men you don’t know or fucking in cum from men you know?”

 

LaShaun now considered his response.  He looked back at his housemates and back to me saying, “You know, I don’t know.  It’s been awhile since I had a chance to compare.”  He looked at me intently unsmiling.

 

I returned his look and said, “Well, you shouldn’t be deprived of such knowledge.  When you want to find out, you let me know.  You remember what I told you at Starkland.  I’m addicted to sex and would consider it an honor to help you on your quest.”

 

We looked at each other, and we each began to smile slightly.  He lowered his voice still more and said, “You’re a whore, man.  I’m going to love watching you with them two.  That will prime my pump good.”

 

LaShaun slid off the bed and walked over to an easy chair and sat down draping one leg over a chair arm.  He looked at the two in the doorway and waved his hand from them to the bed.  I rolled over on my stomach splaying my legs looking back at the doorway.  The two looked at LaShaun and then at me . . . and at their fortune after such a lousy trip.

 

The two moved into the room slowly until they got to the bed.  They stood there momentarily and then began taking off their clothes.  I stayed on my stomach but twisted around a bit to watch seeing shirts, shoes, socks, pants, and underwear all come off these two black men.  Now, I moved.  I got up on all fours and walked over to the edge of the bed where I maneuvered myself sitting on the edge.  From here, I reached out to each taking their deflated dicks into my hands where I kneaded and gently pulled on them until I felt the beginning of them stiffening.

 

I leaned over to the dick of the shorter man named Judge and took it into my mouth full length as it grew.  I had watched this man as he had undressed.  He stood about 5 feet 9 inches and weighed about 160 to 170 pounds.  His short hair and clean shaved face gave him a very young look. 

 

Though he had a moderate amount of hair on his arms and legs, the same moderation of hair on his chest did not hide the beginning of a six pack which went along with his muscled arms and legs.  This moderation of body hair contrasted sharply with his bushy pubic hair which looked like it was one big fur ball that had been glued onto his body making the stark nakedness of his balls that clearly had been shaved seem even more exposed. 

 

No body piercings or tattoos were on his body.  His uncut fat dick with its wonderful hood that half covered the head was beautifully adorned also with big veins on top and the sides.  Finally, as I lathered this wonderful body tool with my wet tongue, I found that it would jut straight out from his body when fully erect at about 8 inches making entry into my mouth a very filling experience.  He was mouth watering and tasty.

 

I sucked and sucked and spit-lubed this now fully grown dick attached to this Black man.  Making up to him for his travel experience to a wedding that did not take place weighed on my mind.  I certainly had no obligation to make up for such a wasted time for this trip he had taken, but I was going to do my best as Southern charm and graciousness required to make travelers feel welcome and at home—even if it was a return to his own home where I was a guest.

 

As I sucked on the fat dick of Judge, my other hand still held in it the uncut thicker dick of the taller man whom I found out later was named Kevin.  I continued to jack it slowly encouraging it to fill itself with blood so that it, too, could be sucked eventually.  This dick in my other hand had me mesmerized the moment I saw it.  It had a hood on it that formed over the head and covered almost all of the Prince Albert that peeked out.  The absolutely huge veins on the top that trailed down the sides added to the mesmerizing effect on me.  The more I jacked this monster dick the larger it inflated with the blood from this man.  I knew that when I faced or rather turned my back to it the size would be enormous.

 

Kevin was about 6 feet tall and weighed about 180 to 190 pounds.  His chest, arms, and legs were covered with as much hair as Judge’s pubic area was.  He was definitely muscled and through the thick hair on his chest a definite 6 pack showed through.  He also was clean shaved and had short hair.  I wondered how he had gotten the scar on his upper left arm which somewhat balanced the Lion’s head and symbol for Leo that were tattooed on his right shoulder.

 

I had noticed the contrast between the two new men as they had approached and stripped their clothing off.  Kevin had a heavy gauge bar piercing his left nipple as well as a Prince Albert that was definitely on the lower gauge numbers.  I didn’t know what size the PA was but it had to be one of the thickest I had seen.  I briefly wondered about it.  This dick had now grown in my hand so that it felt huge.  I could tell without looking that the hood had peeled back off the PA and that the erect dick curved slightly upward at the head.  I wondered what this dick and PA would feel like in my throat and ass.

 

I slid my mouth off Judge’s dick looking up at him as I did so.  I grasped it slightly with my right hand and began jacking it to keep it inflated not that I believed it would deflate.  I leaned to my left replacing my left hand with my mouth taking this now monster black dick into my mouth.  I tasted the dick and PA as it came into touch with my tongue.  I slid as far down the shaft as I could making sure that no teeth were applied to this fattened breeding tube and hoping that no teeth were chipped from the PA.  Before I had begun my intake, I had noticed that Kevin’s dick had grown to about 9 inches and thick.  It looked to be an almost impossibility before I began my journey along the shaft length.  The base of this dick was framed on his hairy body which had been shaved clean of all hair where his pubes should have been.  This shaving had continued down to his ball sac so that this was an island of nakedness on this hairy Black man.  It was indeed a beautiful sight.

 

LaShaun watched the three of us from his easy chair.  I later reflected on the whole visit and came to the conclusion that it was not a sight that disappointed him but was simply one more such a sight with a new or different bottom than he had watched before.  (I found out much later that I was right.)  He had been treated to seeing me suck the two of these Black men.  And, then, he was treated to further visual.

 

By this time, Judge and Kevin were both primed and ready to proceed to more active involvement with me as I was ready—and needing—for them to do.  I slid my mouth off Kevin’s now wet dick allowing the metal-tipped end carefully to exit my mouth.  I released Judge’s dick from my grasp where it had maintained its fullness from my jacking.

 

I twisted around on the bed arranging myself about halfway down from the headboard on all fours and looked at the two of them.  Clearly, I was now positioned so that one of them would be on the bed kneeling behind me to fuck while the other would be on the bed so that I could suck on his dick.  The choice was theirs to make.

 

The two looked at me and then at each other.  Kevin nodded toward my ass before he turned to climb onto the bed sliding his body beneath mine.  His dick was to be sucked.  Judge walked to the foot of the bed and climbed onto it behind me.  As I lowered my mouth down onto Kevin’s dick once more, I felt Judge moving closer on his knees behind me.  He reached his hands out placing them on my ass cheeks pulling them when he neared them.  I felt the tip of his dick as it bobbed slightly until he lined his piss slit up with my hole.  He began a slow pressure inward.

 

Judge popped through my sphincter sinking the head of his dick into me and then paused his entry.  He adjusted himself as I finished my taking Kevin’s dick into my mouth fully savoring the taste once more of dick and metal at the back of my mouth.  I felt more pressure at my ass lips as Judge began sinking his dick into my ass deeper and deeper until I felt that thick bush of his pubic hair as it was crushed against my ass tickling me.  It had been slow going for Judge as all of the spit-lube that I had put on his dick had disappeared from my jacking him as I sucked on Kevin's dick.  No matter; his dick made its full entry in my ass.

 

Once fully inserted, Judge began his rhythmic in and out of my ass as I felt him stretch my inside and then the collapse of my inside as he withdrew his thick dick from me.  Over and over he made his entry and exit filling me and then emptying my breeding tunnel.  As Judge entered and exited my ass, his dick became coated with cum and fuck juices lubing his big dick making for a hot fuck for both of us to enjoy.  As this unknown Black man gained momentum with his strokes, I tasted the metal of the other Black man’s steel tipped thick dick in my mouth.  I was impaled on big black dicks at both ends which couldn’t be any better.  Well, unless there were a dozen more Black men standing by to take the place of these two for a gang bang up my ass.

 

I was momentarily satisfied being stuffed by these two Black men.  I knew in the back of my mind at some point they would exit my body after having made their deliveries.  I knew also in that same point that LaShaun would replace them and for the third time today fuck a load of his own cum into my ass.  I was getting ahead of myself though counting my cum loads before they were delivered.

 

My mouth slowly slid up and down on this behemoth of a black steel tipped dick providing it with as much of my saliva as my glands would produce.  I had to be sure that this Black man’s dick was well wetted to make his entry in my ass when his turn came.  I knew that once inside me there would be sufficient lube there from all the cum and fuck juices that Judge and LaShaun (and others) had deposited in me.  My adoration of this monster dick in my mouth was genuine.

 

Judge had continued to fuck my ass with his fat dick sliding in and out using the slickness that his dick had found in me.  Judge had no doubt shoved his dick fully into the liquids that had been deposited in my ass by LaShaun and the other three as well as the fuck juices that had been generated by those fucks.  His fat dick now sloshed around and made that distinctive squishing sound as he withdrew it from my ass.  His unshaved balls slapped against my ass cheeks as he made that full entry each time stirring and driving his need to empty those big man eggs that hung low in his ball sac.  I wished there had been a video camera of the three of us on this bed.

 

“Damn, Shaun.  Glad you didn’t have wheels this weekend.  This bitch is a hot fuck,” Judge said as he pounded my ass.  “Kevin, you’re gonna nut as soon as you get in here, man.  It’s unbelievably hot like a furnace.”  Judge continued with his fucking but had now increased his speed.  I continued tasting the dick in my mouth making sure that I did not suck it to the point of causing it to erupt prematurely meaning in my mouth instead of my ass.

 

Judge’s speed increased again with this time him increasing his grip on my hips.  His withdrawal from my ass was not the full length that he had been making but instead began making withdrawals that were only half the length of his dick and then rammed fully back inside me.  His speed increased with the shorter fucking stroke told me that he was nearing the point of no return when he would send the contents of his balls racing through his body and into mine.  To encourage him, I began slowly gripping his dick making my grasp tighter and tighter as he continued to fuck me.

 

“Oh, yeah, bitch.  Fucking tighten that ass up.  Make me know how much you want this load of mine in there,” Judge finally said when he fully realized how I was manipulating his dick.  I continued my slow grip with each of the half strokes his dick was now making.

 

To fully concentrate on Judge, I slowed my sucking of Kevin’s dick.  Instead of the down and up on it, I now held about 80 percent of it in my mouth as I moved my tongue around the bottom and sides of it.  I hoped he understood my change in tactics.

 

“Fucking white bitch!  I’m gonna nut in you good,” Judge said with heated determination as again he increased his speed of fucking.  “Damn, fucking kunt!  Fill you full!  Fucking gonna fill you full of my nut!  FUCK!” Judge bellowed shoving his dick full force into my ass as far as he could holding it there as his hands gripped my hips pulling them tightly against him.  “DAMN!  FUCK!  FUCK!  SHIT!”

 

I could feel Judge’s dick swelling and spitting its contents several times in quick succession much as if it were a machine gun spewing forth bullets.  His dick spewed forth the gooey white paste and other body fluids that he had been working so diligently to produce.  After about nine or ten quick successive shots in my ass, Judge’s body slowed its delivery of his cum load but continued to expel those fluids for several more rounds of delivery.  Even when the delivery of his cum load slowed its lowest rate of delivery, Judge held my hips tightly as sweat dropped from his body onto mine as he leaned further over me.  It was just one more fluid from him.

 

Now, this big black dick that was fully inserted in my ass began deflating though it never completely made the downsizing to its original portion when I first saw it.  I had stopped making any movement on Kevin’s dick.  Judge slapped my ass and began slowly withdrawing his spent dick from my ass hole.  I gripped it comfortably tight squeezing it so that whatever last few drops of cum that lingered in his dick would hopefully be drained from it into my ass.  At the same time, I began raising my head so that my mouth uncovered Kevin’s dick.

 

Judge’s dick made its exit from my ass but not before having made a full and complete deposit of another load of cum.  I felt Judge release my hips as he walked on his knees backwards to the end of the bed.  I turned my head to look at him and as I did Kevin began to extricate himself from beneath me.  He rolled off the bed walking to the end of the bed as Judge walked to where Kevin had exited the bed.  The two men swapped spots as I once more settled my head downward onto the now spent dick of Judge.

 

Gingerly, I began lowering my mouth over the limp black big veined dick which had just been in my ass fucking me and making a deposit of cum.  I raised it upward with my hand so that inserting it into my mouth could be done slowly since I had no knowledge of how sensitive Judge’s dick was after having just released his load of cum.  I was respectful of a man’s time of sensitivity and didn’t want to alienate him.  I found though that by taking my time to insert this now spent dick into my mouth had allowed the nerve endings of Judge’s dick to desensitize to a level where my mouth on it caused no angst or over-stimulation.

 

Once I had lowered my mouth downward fully enveloping Judge’s dick, unbeknownst to me, Judge nodded to Kevin who had by this time reached his goal of lining his uncut super vein covered black dick with the PA in it with my brown ass eye.  Kevin had slowly pushed the tip of his PA into my brown eye stretching it to an oval shape as the rest of his black leviathan appendage had inflated itself in anticipation of what was to come.  I had felt this steel as it had been inserted and shuddered with great anticipation and excitement.  I began a slow up and down on Judge’s dick to clean it from its labors in my ass as well as to greedily taste and consume the remnants of what his dick had so graciously done while in me.

 

I had made three full length passes down and up on Judge’s savory dick and was preparing to begin my fourth descent when Kevin made his entry.  I felt in an instant the now warm steel proceeding to slice through my sphincter and into my inner being as my ass lips peeled back fully the hood that had so covered this beautiful black dick attached to this Adonis of a Black man.  I felt my sphincter spread wide open accepting the now turgid fuck tool from this man who was gripping my hips as if they were in two vises.  My insides stretched open in an instant as Kevin went full throttle on his entry.  In less than a nanosecond he had impaled me on his now fully inflated engorged veined black dick. 

 

I did feel a slight pain shooting through my body but was more taken by surprise at the sudden invasion, the impact I felt, and what I heard as his pelvis slapped against my ass.  I did jerk slightly and winced.  With his pubic hair all shaved off, there was a definite slap of skin against skin when Kevin had made his full insertion into my body to say nothing of feeling his two egg-sized balls as they swung pendulously forward on impact hitting my own two balls.  This was what it was like to be fucked by a god.

 

Kevin was not a wait and see man.  He no sooner had fully inserted his swollen fat steel tipped dick into my ass than he began his first withdrawal from there.  He pulled himself out until only half his upturned dick head remained in my ass before he once more began a forward thrust sending his tumescent blood engorged dick back into my insides where on impact I felt the steel tip snap quickly to one side.  That sensation I had not noticed on his original entry. 

 

Over and over again Kevin would withdraw his body’s fuck appendage until it barely remained inside me until he would just as swiftly return it full length inside me causing his PA to flip to one side or another as it was pressed into me.  His hands from the beginning were like vises holding me steady in one place as he repeatedly invaded my body.  I reveled in the sensation.

 

As I adjusted myself to this new fucker, I refocused on the big fat dick in my mouth which I now once more began sucking on in earnest.  Tasting with renewed vigor and lust the fuck juices that had been generated in my ass plus all the tasty remnants of cum loads that had been deposited in my ass.  This liquid refreshment that I tasted was so delicious.

 

I bobbed my head down and up on Judge’s deflated dick holding it in place as best that I could considering the pounding which I was now receiving from Kevin.  I would stop periodically so that I could swirl his dick around in my mouth with my tongue not only trying to stimulate it but to make sure that all the residue of being in my ass was removed.

 

However, despite being focused on Judge and his dick, the fucking that I was taking from Kevin did have its affect on me churning my ass into a frenzy of its own desiring more and more of his dick.  Judge decided that he had had enough at some point and gently grabbed my head pulling it upwards and off his dick.  I looked down as this wetted black delivery tube slipped from my mouth and flopped over onto Judge’s thigh.  I looked up at him, and he winked at me.  He slowly made his way out from beneath me as Kevin continued his fucking in and out of my ass in what I thought might be a little harder and faster than before.

 

Judge slipped off the bed as I resettled myself bracing as Kevin definitely increased his speedy thrusts in and out of my ass.  He pummeled me now harder and harder as his big hands held me in his human vise.  I focused on how this fatted dick felt as it made its entries and exits from my ass.  I felt the skin covering the meat of this delivery tube sliding millimeter by millimeter into my ass and felt so happy and thankful.  I felt the hairless pubic area of this tall Black man hit my ass cheeks hearing the slap of skin against skin.  I felt that same skin covering the meat on this delivery tube as it slid all too quickly out of my ass collapsing my inside but awaiting the next invasion.  I celebrated each entry wishing they would never end.

 

“Lay down flat,” I heard Kevin demand.  I loosened my braced position and fell forward onto the bed fully as Kevin began making one of his inward journeys.  I stretched my arms out to each side.  Kevin had fully inserted his dick in my ass when I began my forward movement so that he could be carried forward with his momentum and that we would stay conjoined.  Kevin landed on my back his head at mine.  I felt crushed from his weight and wanted more.  Upon hitting the mattress flatly, Kevin released his vise-like grip on my hips and rushed them up to my upper body.  He pushed one fist under my neck pulling it up to his face while the other hand immediately slid between me and the sheet searching, finding, and grabbing my nipple. 

 

Two fingers mashed my nipple flat between them as my head was pulled back against his.  Kevin moved his mouth to my ear and whispered, “You’re a fucking white whore that’s hooked on big black dick, aren’t you?  You can’t get enough of it, can you?  You need it a lot, don’t you?  And, you need it rough don’t you?”  I shook my head slightly yes so as not to be noticeable but enough to let him know my affirmative responses to every question that he had asked.

 

Immediately, Kevin began pounding my ass harder to go as deep as he could as he reached his mouth down to my ear.  He took it in his mouth and bit it hard; I almost screamed.  He moved his mouth to my neck where he bit me also.  No sound left my lips.  He moved to another spot on my neck biting harder.  Still, no sound left my lips.  The only telltale sign that what Kevin had done to me was so fully appreciated and enjoyed was that my dick now had become fully inflated and was screaming for attention.  I’m sure Kevin knew what his actions would do to me.

 

Kevin was now pounding my ass as hard as he could as he mashed further still my nipple.  I wasn’t sure how much more I would be able to take from him but was determined that whatever he dished out I would accept willingly.  I gave no thought to LaShaun or Judge watching the two of us on the bed.  In fact, they had disappeared from my thoughts all together.  I was alone with Kevin and was focused on satisfying him.

 

One final time, Kevin took my neck into his mouth and bit it.  He bit it hardest of all this time.  I was sure it would leave a mark if not draw blood but didn’t care.  He released my neck from his teeth and my nipple from his fingers.  I felt the blood rush back into my nipple giving an equal amount of pleasurable pain as Kevin had given as he squeezed it.  Kevin moved his hand from beneath my neck and from under me placing the palms of each hand down on the bed pushing his body up after he had shoved his dick fully into my ass.  He quickly repositioned his hands so that one was now placed on each ass cheek of mine.

 

Kevin pushed hard on my cheeks spreading them wide apart allowing the best access to my anterior body entry.  His huge dick was occupying me now but he had a plan to occupy me even more.  As his hands finished the spreading of my ass cheeks and having readjusted his stance to be up on his knees, Kevin began his final assault on my hole.  He ravaged it with fully brutal strokes of in and out.  I made every effort to assist by maneuvering up on my knees as best I could as I arched my back giving full access.  Kevin continued his assault.

 

Somewhere between a half dozen and a dozen strokes of his dick in and out of my ass, I felt sweat rain off Kevin and onto my body.  This man was about to finish.  More and more he fucked me.  Harder and harder still he fucked me.  Kevin drove his dick which had hardened to steel strength from the real steel at the tip to the base further into my ass.  I felt this strengthened black dick pass in and out of my body knowing that the end result was coming and what it would be.  With the speed of the fucking now, the flipping of his PA back and forth was almost imperceptible but it was doing its work inside me with each inward thrust.

 

“YOU FUCKING WHITE BITCH KUNT!  TAKE MY FUCKING NUT!” and with that, Kevin shoved his dick full length into my ass as far as he could holding it there as the muscles contracted and spit its glut of sticky white glue-like fluid that filled my ass.  Over and over and over again this beautiful black uncut dick sprayed its fluids into my ass where they mixed with all the other fluids that had been deposited that day.  This was the load of the day though:  THE load.  This was the load that had come from the man who had so excited my own nerve endings and stimulated me with his teeth and fingers.  I would need more from him—decidedly more.

 

Somewhere between two dozen and two and a half dozen shots from this now dwindling fat black dick, Kevin collapsed once more onto my body full length and lay there.  Once more the crushing sensation hit me knocking the breath from my lungs a little.  I cared not though knowing what he was imparting to me via his still buried dick.  I felt his wet body as his sweat mixed with my own.  He slowly moved his hands from my ass cheeks up to mine moving both his arms and mine close to my body.  His head rested on my shoulder pushed up against my head.  We lay coupled together both feeling the last vestiges of his body fluid draining from him into mine both satisfied for the moment.

 

“Damn, Kevin.  You haven’t fucked like that in a long time.  I told you he had a sweet ass that was hot as a furnace,” Judge finally said.  His words drew both Kevin and me back to reality. 

 

Kevin reached up and nipped my ear.  “You’re fucking okay, man,” Kevin said.  “You don’t leave before I get your number.  I want back in you.”  I nodded slightly.  Kevin put his hands on the bed and pushed upwards lifting his body up off me as well as pulling his now soft dick out of my ass.  I could only imagine what it would taste and feel like now.  Kevin hopped off the bed as I began to stir myself from my position.  My movement was stopped.

 

LaShaun was on the bed almost as soon as Kevin had left it.  Though I had begun to rise, LaShaun pushed me back down onto the bed face down.  I remembered now about him and Judge watching.  True to his word, LaShaun had had his pump primed and was again ready to fuck the ass he had met at Starkland Building.  Who was I to refuse?

 

I felt him knee my legs apart.  I spread them as wide as I possibly could while attempting to raise my hips up so that my ass hole was available.  It must have been just what LaShaun wanted.  I felt his left hand reach up grasping my shoulder as his right hand positioned his dick head at my ass hole.  I felt him push his dick head right into my ass on the first try.  He reached up with his right hand firmly grabbing that shoulder as his left hand strengthened its grip on my left shoulder.  “I knew you’d be a fuckin’ whore to watch with those two and would prime my pump.  Bitch, you really got me goin’,” he said in my ear.

 

With his fastest invasion all day, LaShaun rammed his fat dick in my ass full length where he began an instant fucking.  This was not his style until now.  He must have needed a visual treat to get him so turned on . . . and, I was glad that I had helped to provide that.  He was a wicked fucker now.

 

By comparison, LaShaun had been a gentle giant of a fucking man on his first two rounds with me.  This time he was a mad man that had escaped his confinement of 20 years and was going to redeem his lack of sexual gratification all in one ass which happened to be mine.  He took no time in “owning” my ass.  He spared no brutality as he had before.

 

LaShaun ravaged my ass with his dick as he slammed and rammed into me as hard as he could jarring my entire body despite being so tightly held by him at my shoulders.  My ass and sphincter though used to being fucked now after all the fucking I had taken this day still let me know that this man was using my ass for purposes that were not gentle.  He continued to assault my ass with his big dick as he worked through the built up sexual energy that had been developing while he had sat and watched Judge and Kevin fuck me on his bed.  We had provided him with a 3-D visual of a three way between two Black men and a white man.  It was a visual that he had seen on a few porn films it was not one that he had witnessed in person.  It had worked him over.

 

Now, LaShaun worked me over.  He continued his relentless attack on my ass with his swollen black dick which had twice before invaded me.  This time though there was an urgency in his attack that told me he had been truly turned on and enjoyed watching me being fucked by his two housemates.  He had been stimulated to rise up for a third time to plant his big dick in my ass assailing me as he had not done before.  His body atop mine attested that he was much further along than either of his other two fucks.  His instant speed and urgency gauged by the depth and quickness of his strokes in and out of my ass told me that as he had said “his pump was primed.”

 

Unlike the two times before, LaShaun did not last as long in his fucking me but instead unleashed his third load of cum into my ass.  But, indeed he did unleash his load driving it further into me than he had before making sure that he deposited it as far in me as he could drive his dick.  Not to be one that turns down any load of cum I was as thankful for this load as I was for all of the loads of cum that I had received that day.  I enjoyed and savored feeling LaShaun’s dick as it swelled and forced through it all the ball juices that he had generated and created.  I was now the repository for three loads from this one Black man alone.  I had taken three other loads at Starkland Building and two from LaShaun’s housemates.  Each of these loads of cum had been manna to me feeding me and my hunger.

 

LaShaun collapsed on top of me much as Kevin had done.  He was a spent man as Kevin had been.  I felt his dick still in my ass making an occasional throbbing sensation making the last of its deposit coming to a final rest inside me pointing downward into me as I’m sure more of final fluids in his delivery tube drained into my ass.  I wanted all of it.  I needed all of it.

 

LaShaun roused himself after whispering in my ear, “You fuckin’ whore.  You’re gonna get more from me I know.  You enjoyed this as much as I did.”

 

As he pulled his now flaccid dick from my ass, I gently squeezed it to get that last little bit of him into me.  He rolled over on his back as I turned to face him and smiled broadly.  He looked back at me and playfully slapped at me.  We both laughed.  I threw my arm across his chest and moved in close.  I reached down making an effort to take his now spent dick in my hand.  He told me no.  I obeyed moving my hand up to his stomach.

 

LaShaun rested only a bit until he said, “Bill, you are welcome here any time.  I’m givin’ you my number before you leave and hope to get yours.  You’re a hot fuck.  No strings though.  I know the whore you are.  You say no when you want.  You get fucked by any other men you want but know you can always get fucked by me.  As for Kevin and Judge, you welcome to fuck with them any time, too.  I know them.  They like sharing.”

 

I considered what LaShaun had said.  I replied, “I really enjoyed fucking with all three of you as well as the other three men at Starkland.  I am a whore as you said.  I am a sex addict.  I’ll never be able to be fucked enough or take enough loads of cum in my ass to satisfy me.  You will always be welcome in my ass any time.  And, since we don’t live that far from each other, I figure we should be fucking a lot and often.  I live just up the street on Meadow.”

 

LaShaun jerked upwards and shot a surprised look at me.  “You live where?” he asked.

 

“I live just up the street on Meadow,” I repeated.

 

“JUDGE!  KEVIN!  COME IN HERE!”  LaShaun yelled.  The two came to the door.  “This whore lives up on Meadow!” LaShaun told them.  The looks on their faces were priceless.  We were now neighbors and knew it.  The realization that only about a mile or so separated us presented such wonderful possibilities.  They would have a piece of ass willing to accept any one or combination of the three in any sexual venture who lived not that far away.  I, too, would have a choice of one or more Black men who were willing to fuck me good . . . and hard.  They each knew that.  There were four brains running through the possibilities.

 

LaShaun said, “I’m gettin’ his number and will put it on the board and givin’ him the number here.  I think we all enjoyed today.  You okay with your number on our board for calls?” 

 

“If being on your board means available for all, I’d be honored and always horny,” I said.  “I’ll give you my work schedule, too, so that you all know when to expect me at home usually.”

 

Kevin said, “Damn, man.  Never had a piece of ass that lived so close as you.  And, with three in this place, at least one of us should be ready to fuck you good.”  He laughed afterwards along with Judge and LaShaun.  I interpreted this to mean that with these three I might be able to count on getting fucked at least three to four times per week.  I hoped at least.

 

“And, if not here, there is always my place that’s available for when any of you want to visit me,” I offered.  Why should they host all of the time?  I know how to greet men at the door naked and lubed.

 

“We’ll take you up on that, too,” LaShaun said with Kevin and Judge agreeing.

 

“Dude, your place next time for sure,” LaShaun said with Kevin and Judge once more agreeing.  “In fact, we ain’t got any plans next weekend.  Right?  So, we’ll give you a call and set up when.  You won’t be going to Starkland and won’t need to.”  Kevin and Judge both chimed in with their agreements on all of LaShaun’s points.

 

“Well, then, I suppose I should go home and rest so that I will be prepared for next weekend,” I said.  “I’m sure I’m going to need all the rest I can get.”

 

“Yeah, you best get a lot of it ‘cause you won’t get none when we get there,” Judge said and laughed.  LaShaun and Kevin laughed and agreed with Judge.

 

I rolled off the bed and stood up.  LaShaun got out of bed as well and began getting dressed.  I found my clothes and dressed.  The four of us walked through the house to the front door.  Judge had made a quick side trip and met us there.  We exchanged numbers, and I provided my address.  They each hugged me, squeezed my ass, and gave me a kiss.  I left and drove home.

 

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Part 3

 

I put the car in the garage and went in the house.  My two baby dolls greeted me at the door as usual with all the excitement they could muster.  We walked through the house after our greeting, and I let them out to take care of their business.  They raced to their garden behind the garage and returned when all was finished.  I closed and locked the door once more when they had come inside.  We went to the kitchen where they were presented with their treats for being such good little girls which they always were.  Supper was prepared for them and then my own.

 

Of course, good plans always get changed a bit.  As I sat down to eat, the phone rang.  I pushed my plate back from the edge of the table and went to answer it.  I got a pleasant surprise after I had said hello to the caller.

 

“How’s my new fuck bitch?” the caller asked.

 

I hesitated and then responded, “Waiting and needing.”

 

He laughed.  “You won’t have long to wait.  I’ll be there within a few minutes.  You remember what I told you?  I’ll go easy on you this one time.”

 

“Just to let you know, I have two dogs that are very protective.  If you don’t mind, I would appreciate introducing you to them so that they can be assured you aren’t here to harm me.  They are loving and have very sweet dispositions if unknown men are introduced to them.  I will then put them in their bedroom where they will remain quietly.” I said to my caller.

 

“What breed are they?” he asked.

 

“The older is a Norwegian Elkhound and the younger is a Dalmatian.  Both are females and look to me as the pack leader,” I elaborated.

 

“I look forward to meeting them.  I’m a couple of minutes away.  See you soon,” he said and disconnected.

 

I hung up my receiver and turned to my girls explaining that company was on its way.  I told them they had to be on their best behavior.  I ran downstairs with my two shadows trailing to check on my play room.  I methodically moved through it opening drawers and cabinets observing everything making sure that all was ready for use.  I hastily chased my girls back upstairs and went to the front room.  I saw my visitor pulling into the drive.  I met him at the front door.

 

Before opening it, I gave the girls my hand signal for no barking; they obeyed but held their ground as I opened the door.  I smiled as he opened the storm door and entered.  I closed the main door behind him and turned to the girls.  I introduced each to my visitor calling them by name.  I told them that all was safe but that they would need to go to bed while I played.  I asked my visitor to allow each to sniff his hand which he did.  I then ushered them off to their bedroom closing the door as they settled down for a nap on their bed.

 

I offered something to drink but was told no.  He was here to see the place and talk more.  He hadn’t decided yet whether or not he wanted to fuck me again.  He would have to see if I stimulated him enough.  I thought to myself that if this cop’s personality was anything like other cops I had met I was going to get his dick shoved up my ass before he left.  We moved to the living room to sit.

 

“You didn’t bat an eye when I asked you about piss and rough stuff.  You’re experienced in both I’ve decided.  Well, experienced I’m betting.  So, let’s be blunt.  My name is James.  I’ll decide what you call me.  Tell me your limits,” he said.

 

“Limits are scat, females, minors, cbt, cologne, shaving that shows . . . gun play, fire, glue, glass or breakable items . . . wood, jagged edged items, permanent marks or injuries . . . castration or other permanent body modifications, and maybe a couple of more that I can’t think of now.  I’m a trained sub/bottom who has been a part of the leather community for about 20 years,” I reported with no emotion.

 

“Why no cbt or gun play?” he asked.

 

“Too many accidents have occurred by a supposedly unloaded gun.  I have a mass on my right ball as a result of a major injury in my childhood.  I have injured myself simply sitting in a chair.  However, knowing that, a parachute can be used with some weight provided I wrap my balls in a leather strap or rope first.  In reality, my dick can be tortured; just not my balls and specifically my right one.  It’s a matter of using only a modicum amount of weight on the parachute though.” I explained.

 

My words were accepted.  “Okay.  No direct cbt; parachute or weights though will be done when I want to.  Anything else that’s a no for you?”

 

I thought hard finally shaking my head no.

 

“Good.  You may turn out to be a good bitch for me in many ways.  No problem with piss on you or drinking it or taking it up your ass?” he asked.

 

I shook my head no.

 

“Good.  You get fucked by any other man you want as long as I’m not calling you.  I take top priority for your ass.  Right?” he asked.

 

I shook my head yes.

 

“Good.  And, not only I fuck you but you get fucked by anyone I tell you.  Right?” he asked once more.

 

I shook my head yes.

 

“And, you take cum loads in your ass or swallow them.  No pulling out for me or my buddies.  We fuck long and hard, and we don’t use no rubbers.  Right?” he asked.

 

I shook my head yes.

 

“Now, show me around,” he said.

 

We rose and went room to room where he gave a seemingly cursory look but was trained to take in the surroundings.  I finally realized that as we finished the tour of the first floor and was headed to the basement.  We went down the stairs silently as had been the entire tour.  I showed him the entertainment room, storage and utility rooms, and fourth bedroom.  I then asked, “Does this meet with your approval, Sir?”

 

He looked at me closely.  “Yes, but there’s more to this place than what I’ve seen,” he replied.

 

This was a very sharp cop.  I wondered why he was still a patrolman even with his two stripes on his sleeve.  He had obvious skills of observation beyond his position.  I would have to consider this seriously after he left.

 

I led him back to the entertainment room.  I reached down to the bottom shelf on the left book case, depressed a recessed button, and heard the gentle and almost imperceptible whirring.  When it stopped, I gently pulled on the case, and it swung open revealing a very disguised doorway.  I entered followed by James.

 

James took in the room walking back to the doorway examining it.  James returned to linger longer in his assessment of contents of the room including no windows.  He moved slowly opening drawers and doors to cabinets.  Nothing was locked; why should it be?  He noted the different collections of items, toys, tools, furniture, equipment, shower facility, and commode.  He came to stand by me but continued to look around the room.

 

Finally, he said, “You have the most ingenious organization that I have ever seen.  You had this house built to your specifications obviously.  You are either an overindulged fool or you have a defined commitment to Sm play.”  He paused and then said, “You are no fool.”  James stood and looked some more.

 

“I hope this meets with your approval,” I said. 

 

“It does and will serve me well.  I will inspect it closer another time though.  What safety do you have on the door,” James asked.  We walked to the door.  I showed the exit button that unlocked the lock.  I also showed him the cabinet located by the door that contained the back up power supply in case electrical service was interrupted.  I explained the connection system.  Finally, I showed him the hand release of the locking mechanism.  Outside the doorway, I showed him the release button for unlocking the door as well as the manual override system.

 

James operated the system outside and inside filing the knowledge in his brain knowing he would have use of it in the future.  Back inside after having operated the locking and unlocking system, he turned to me and stared.  “Strip, bitch.  You’re going to get fucked again.”

 

I moved away to some wall hooks where I slipped out of my sandals, removed my shorts and t-shirt, and turned to face James.  He motioned for me to approach him.  I did so.  On my last step toward him, James suddenly reached his right hand out to his side and swiftly slapped me.  I staggered.  I stood up knowing that a red hand imprint now was displayed on my face.  James’s eyes twinkled with delight.  He snapped his hands now up to my nipples and with the force of a power press mashed them flat between his fingers.  He stared straight into my eyes as I stood before him with a dick that admitted my love for such physical contact.  The more pressure and the longer he pressed on my nipples the harder my dick became and the more it dripped pre-cum.

 

I reached the point of collapsing from the pain when he yanked his fingers away from my nipples.  Blood rushed back into them causing an equal amount of pain.  My dick responded more.  James observed and took his right hand extending it as far as he could from his body before sending it rushing through the air.  He slapped my dick hard with his hand sending it sideways from the impact.  He repeated his action only in reverse.  His return trip met with a great deal of resistance from my dick as it had become so excited.

 

“You’re a fucking bitch alright.  Now, over to that fuck bench, you worthless kunt,” James said.

 

I walked quickly to the assigned spot and stood beside it.  “Get on it, bitch.  I’m going to ride your ass for awhile.  If you’re lucky and earn it, you’ll get my cum load,” James hissed.

 

I knelt down on the bench and bent over it.  James walked around it strapping me onto it.  My neck, wrists, knees, and ankles were secured.  I looked straight down at the floor but heard him moving about behind me.  The special made equipment had cost but each piece was the best for their uses.  The comfort for the sub/bottom for extended play as well as the accessibility for using the sub/bottom was what the goal was in having them specially made.  I listened carefully.  He was removing his uniform.  Finally, I heard no movement.  James was moving about silently.  I tried to think of what he could be doing or more importantly what he would be doing.  This was not going to be just a fucking session.

 

I felt James rubbing my ass with his hand.  It was a tender moment which I knew would not last.  He approached me from behind leaning down to my ear.  “How many men fucked you today and how many loads of cum did you get in there?  And, don’t count me or mine.”

 

I had to think quickly.  “Five men fucked me not counting you, Sir.  They gave me seven cum loads not counting yours, Sir.”

 

“Are you sure about those numbers?” James almost whispered.

 

“Yes, Sir,” I replied with certainty now.

 

“Did I give you permission to get fucked and take cum loads?” he continued as quietly.

 

“Yes, Sir.  You said that you didn’t care who fucked me when you were not around but that you took precedence over any other man,” I replied.

 

“That’s right.  So, you should have plenty of lube in there and not need any more.  We’re going to find out but first, some other play for me,” he said.  He stood up and moved away from my head.

 

WHACK!  WHACK!  WHACK!  WHACK!  WHACK!  My ass was on fire!  I had jerked especially hard with the first hit.  I strained for relief to escape my bonds with each succeeding blow.  James had found the paddles.  My dick was heavily streaming pre-cum.

 

“That is one hit for each of those five men.  You should have been fucked by more men, bitch.  I like real whores that take on dozens of men.  You just learned that,” James reported to me.

 

I felt him move away once more and listened.  I heard drawers being opened quietly and contents being moved then quiet again.  James returned to me rubbing my ass which bitterly stung with each pass of his hand.  He moved his hand downward until he finally removed it from my thigh but gently took my balls into his hand.  He gently put his hand around them forcing them downward.  I felt him attempting to put something on me when it dawned on me it was a parachute.  He finally succeeded snapping it in place.  I felt weights being added pulling my balls further and further down.  With a final attachment, James gave the weights a gentle swing and laughed.

 

I felt James’s hand strike my ass sending an after shock wave of pain through my body.  What glorious excitement.  Another hand strike on my other cheek sent another after shock wave coursing through my nerve endings.  This man was working me over good providing such electrifying beautiful pain while he enjoyed himself by being the one who was administering the pain.  I had no doubt that his dick was just as hard as mine was and probably dripping pre-cum just as much as mine.

 

“How many loads of cum did you get today?” he asked whispering in my ear.

 

“Seven, Sir,” I replied.

 

Once more, James moved away but I sensed not to my ass as he had done before.  I did not look to see where he was; that was not for me to know.

 

THWAK!  THWAK!  THWAK!  THWAK!  THWAK!  THWAK!  THWAK!  My back now was on fire!  Once more I had jumped and jerked at the first feel of the flogger that had struck me.  James had found the floggers and knew how to use one just as well as he knew how to use a paddle.  My dick was in overdrive once more.  My jerking and jumping had set the parachute to swinging again adding to all the joy of this session.

 

“You better hope some of that cum is still in your ass, bitch, or you’re going to be in a real world of hurt.  I hate a dry fuck,” James whispered and chuckled as he moved away from my ear again.

 

I held my ground on the fuck bench as if I had any possible way of changing my position.  James slapped my ass again sending another beautiful shock wave of pain racing through my body.  What joy for the both of us.

 

I felt his hand prying apart my cheeks followed quickly by the touch of cool latex.  I felt a large cool latex sensation at my ass opening.  James had found my dildos.  I wondered which one he had chosen.  I soon knew when I felt the pressure on my ass opening increase tremendously.  My sphincter was refusing entry, but James was not to be deterred.  The pressure increased more.  I began pushing outward on my sphincter.

 

POP!  My sphincter surrendered popping open wide to accept this foreign body which I knew was dry and was supposed to be painful on its way inside.  The intent and purpose was met.  James pushed insistently harder and harder until the full length of this nine inch dildo stretched my ass hole wide open and widened the passageway several inches in circumference.  I tried to remember how much it was and thought it was either six or seven inches—I just could not remember now.

 

James now began twisting this dildo round and round inside me going faster and faster.  His hands had to be moving at top speed from what I was feeling on this rotation in my ass.  SLURP!  James yanked the dildo from my ass without warning causing the whole inside to collapse and slam my hole closed.  I jerked and strained at this sudden super rapid evacuation of my ass.

 

Just as my sphincter and inside had begun to return to normal sensation and feeling, James shoved the dildo back full force into my hole.  This time there was only a little resistance and not nearly the pain.  Again, he began twisting and twisting the dildo faster and faster.  After a few more turns, he reversed direction twisting in the other direction.  This he did several times going first one way and then the other.  SLURP!  Once more, the dildo was yanked from my ass.

 

Now, James rammed his index and middle fingers in my ass.  I felt him straining to push them in as far as possible.  This was not painful at all.  At least not until he began using his nails inside.  He abraded every inch of me inside.  For good measure, he went over every inch inside that he could reach.  I was feeling very raw at this point.  James withdrew his fingers and once more repeated the process of shoving the dildo in my ass, twirling it first one way fast and then reversing directions.  This time instead of yanking the dildo out of my ass he finally let it come to rest still stuck inside me.

 

He rubbed my ass cheeks which by now had I’m sure turned extremely red but had lessened in their sensitivity.  He moved onward to my back where he rubbed his hands over my back where he had flogged me.  He moved further up until his right hand rested on my left shoulder.  He leaned down to my ear and whispered, “You fucking whore.  You let five men fuck you today and fill your sorry ass with seven loads of their cum.  That tells me you love being bred.  It tells me you’re a chaser.  I think I just guaranteed your chasing a success.  Don’t you?”  He laughed but didn’t wait or want a response.  He knew.

 

“I’m going to leave you here for a bit, but I will be back.  I know you trust me because you are strapped in and can’t possible get loose.  You’ve given me free rein here.  You will not regret it,” James said.

 

I heard him go to his clothes and fumble around and then quietly leave.  I rested as best I could considering my situation.  I felt filled of course with the dildo but did miss the feel of actual skin in my ass pumping in and out of me.  I tried not to think about it but was hoping that I would be allowed to enjoy James’s dick again.  He was a good fucker.  I continued resting and waiting.  I had no idea of how long he was gone but James did return.

 

On returning, James rubbed my ass again and then yanked the dildo out.  This time I heard him drop it on the floor and place his hands on my hips grabbing them both.  I felt the head of his dick bobbing around and finally landing close to my hole opening.  James made a slight physical adjustment of his own body and then rammed full length of his dick until his pelvic area slapped against my ass.  He never stopped to rest but went right to fucking in and out of my ass.  This was what I really needed.  The feel of skin of a man’s dick sliding in and out of my ass getting himself all primed and ready to unleash another load of cum inside me.

 

I churned with desire and relished at the feel of this man’s hard dick now in my ass.  I remembered it well from the first time.  Just as he had done earlier today James pounded in and out and in and out making my ass tingle with desire and lust.  His style was a simple in and out punctuated with occasional faster inward returns for good measure I presumed or to drive a point home.  Whatever, it worked for me.

 

I was much more comfortable here than at Starkland Building.  I at least was in some comfort by being on the fuck bench than standing.  The super padding I had ordered made the kneeling easy to maintain.  Being strapped to the bench was a plus, too.  I loved the feeling of total helplessness and willing submission that it gave.  I’m not sure how James felt about it; I did care and hoped he enjoyed it.

 

As at Starkland, I lost track of time not that I was a clock watcher.  As long as my ass was being fucked and that I would eventually get another load of cum up in me, I really didn’t care.  Well, there were the times that required a quickie fuck and delivery such as at an orgy or at a back room in a bar or at a bath house.  Time in those places was of the essence and required that fucking and load taking be kept at a minimum for the former and max out for the latter.  Taking into account what joy James had delivered to me earlier with the paddle and flogger I was sure that it had been quite some time.  Now, though, it was his fucking that I focused on.

 

“You fucking bitch.  You’ve got a set up here that is going to get a real work out with me at the helm.  You’ve already gone up in my estimation.  At least you are well prepared and equipped.  You’ve moved from the lowest form of scum to the middle of the pack.  You can take a slapping, paddling, and flogging and not whine, cry, or bitch about it.  You might turn out to be one of my better bitches.  But, we’ll have to see about that and just how good you are,” James finally said punctuating his fucking with emphasizing one of his words as he spoke but continued to fuck.  “You fucking KUNT!” he screamed and rammed his dick full force into my ass as far as it would go and held it there.

 

I felt wave after wave of his nut juices sliding through his dick because of the swelling that it was doing in my ass.  I knew he was now depositing his second load of cum in my ass from his dick and from the way his hands now had a death grip on my hips.  He continued to hold his dick as far in my ass as possible as it made further deposits.  More and more of his sticky white glue like fluid left his body and entered mine.

 

All too soon, James’s grip on my hips began to relax as did the pressure of his pelvis that was pressed against my ass cheeks.  The end of the deposit was nearing.  But, he did continue to let more of his body fluid drain into my ass.  When he decided he was finished, he yanked his dick from my ass pulling some of the new deposit of cum backwards through my ass and out of it.  I felt it dripping and running downward to my parachute covered balls as they hung pendulously between my legs and behind my own raging hard dick.  James patted my ass and walked away.

 

He quietly returned to my ear to speak once more.  “I’ve got a surprise for you, bitch.  You’re going to thank me for this.  Only thing is you’ve got to be modified just a little.  You’ll enjoy it though.  I know you for the Sm cum whore that you are.”

 

With that, James put a blind fold on me.  This man had taken in everything that he had seen on his inspection of the play room.  I thought he might even know more about what was where than I did.  I did not question his motive behind the blind fold though.  Nor did I question him—obviously not—when he pushed a ball into my mouth which I finally determined was a ball gag.  Okay.  I was not going to be sucking him.  I wasn’t at least going to do that now with the ball gag.  I waited patiently.

 

I listened and tried to tune up my ears.  Nothing.  Or was that whispering?  I continued to remain calm and outwardly at ease, but I must confess that I did try to hear what he was up to after his modification of me.  I knew that this man, this policeman, would not do something that did not serve an essential purpose.  He had to have a very definite reason for doing it.  I just could not figure out what that reason was.

 

James gave my parachute’s weights a push.  “More?” he asked.  I shook my head yes or more that I semi bobbed it up and down; I definitely did not move it side to side.  I felt more weight being added and the pressure on my balls increased.  Once more James pushed the weights watching them swing as a pendulum would.  I felt them stop their swinging suddenly and felt once more my balls being weighed down with more weights.

 

I felt him grasping my hips again.  Surely, he was not fully recharged again.  But, yes, there was the head of his dick bouncing around my ass hole.  He was fully erect; he had to be since his hands were on my hips.  I felt the tip of his dick meet up with and push against my hole.  The pressure mounted but there was just not as much resistance at this time of the day.  Having been fucked nine times this day as someone once said “resistance is futile”.   As if my being strapped to this fuck bench with a ball gag and blind fold would allow for any resistance. 

 

For the tenth time this day, I felt a cock slide inside my ass spreading my lining once more for the beginning of another fuck . . . and cum load.  James had a slight different approach this time.  I was beginning to think he was a nymphomaniac who couldn’t lose an erection.  That thought had a wonderful possibility coupled with my ass that never lost its craving and need for a dick in it.  He began his rhythmic in and out with a slight variation.  What did I care.  Oh, hooray for Viagra.

 

“You enjoying that dick in your ass, bitch?” I heard James say directly into my ear in his whisper.  I jerked.  How could his mouth be so close to my ear?  He was standing behind me fucking.  His hands were on my hips.  Damn!  Obviously the man fucking my ass wasn’t James!  The thought raced through my mind.  James had arranged for another man to join us.  How?  When?

 

Then, I remembered James had left me alone.  He must have let the man in then.  Who was he?  Why had James done this?  Was this a set up?  This was a cop!  I thought he was a cop!  What if he wasn’t?  What the hell had I gotten myself into?  I had shown this man my home!  My girls were upstairs!  Had he done anything to them?  Were they safe?  I began to panic despite the dick in my ass fucking me harder now.

 

“I told you that you were my bitch, and you are.  Yes, I’m a cop.  I know your thoughts and what you are thinking.  You’re still safe and will remain so.  You have my word.  But, I did tell you that occasionally one of my buddies liked to get a piece of ass, too, and that you’d be available for him as well.  You’re a good breeding bitch with all the comforts of home for me.  No need for you to worry yourself.  Just relax and enjoy that dick in your ass like I know you will.  Your dogs are just fine.  They are safe in their bedroom but will remain there for now while you get fucked.  Now, you know the reason for the blindfold and ball gag.  You needed to learn a lesson of trusting me without questioning me.  After tonight, you are going to be the biggest whore breed bitch that I own.  You’re going to be on this table for a long time and provide a lot of entertainment to me.  And, when you’ve calmed down enough and realized that you and your dogs are not in danger, you let me know.  I’ll take the ball gag out of your mouth.  Not the blindfold though; that stays.  You understand, bitch?” James whispered directly into my ear.

 

Once more, I made the effort to shake my head yes in spite of my limitation.  I tried to relax and shake off the fears that had run through me.  I nevertheless trembled slightly at what I had done and thought carefully at how exposed I was and how I had exposed my babies.  But, soon enough the constant in and out of this unknown man’s dick in my ass turned my thoughts from evil and sinister motivations to thoughts of lust and dicks and cum loads.  My ass lips, sphincter, and insides began screaming loudest of all that they were enjoying themselves more and more.

 

I became aware now that this new man fucked similarly to James but he varied himself.  He did not give the occasional punch thrust to emphasize his position.  After a long bout of fucking, he would waggle his dick left to right and resume fucking.  I noted that he said nothing but began fucking harder and faster.  Time was running.  How long had he been fucking me?  I couldn’t remember because of what had originally transpired between James and me.  I hadn’t really enjoyed this dick as I should have.  My regret kicked in.  More he fucked me as his speed and depth increased.  Ah, was he a last minute speed fucker?  The answer to that was yes. 

 

He continued on fucking my ass but every minute or so more that he fucked his speed increased slightly as well as his depth of penetration or should I say at least his attempt to go deeper in my ass.  This continued on for about five or six minutes until at last he was now fucking me and slamming into my ass wildly as if on a roller coaster crashing down the longest and steepest hill.  His hands now gripping my hips as if they were welded to me pulled me backwards into him with every forward thrust of his hips.  At last, I heard him growling—he can make sounds—lowly that raised in his pitch as his thrusts now raced to the known end of this ride.

 

“YOU FUCKING BITCH!” he bellowed as he shoved his dick into my ass full length pulling my hips almost off driving his hot white glue DNA into my ass as deep as he could.  More and more his balls delivered their liquid into his dick and sent it racing through his piss passageway so that it exited into my ass.  His growling continued over and over again as the release of his sperm from his body satisfied his animal lust of breeding me.  I shivered at the thought of this glorious deposit.  I could feel his dick deflating now and the flow of his sperm into me slow as well.  I slowly began squeezing with my sphincter milking the last of his deposit.  He slowly withdrew his dick freeing it from my ass and hips.

 

“James told me about his new find.  You’re a lucky bitch to have him.  You’ll find that out.  He treats his buddies to breed bitches like you.  We get a piece of ass when we want it and you fucking bitches are lucky enough to get a good fuck and cum load.  That’s pretty damn good relationship, don’t you think?” this unknown man asked.  He laughed as he moved away from my ear.

 

“I don’t give a damn about who found this piece of ass.  All I want is my turn in it so I can nut and get back on patrol.” I heard another new voice say.  With that announcement, I felt a big pair of hands on my hips as the tip of yet another man’s dick lined up with my ass.  (How many men were here?)  I felt the gentle pressure grow more and more and more and more as the wide obviously fat head of this dick insisted on entering me.  As I realized that this was going to be a gargantuan dick in size, my ass hole finally began spreading itself and widened and widened and widened and widened as more and more and more of this truly big dick head entered me.  He did not stop once the head was inside but continued on with his pushing more and more inside.  I stiffened up at the size as it was one of the largest dicks that I had ever had in me.  I could tell from the way my entrance hole, sphincter, and insides now stretched to the point of tearing. 

 

I began shifting about on the fuck bench to no avail.  I was strapped down just as its purpose was intended:  to allow no freedom to say no to a big dick.  This new man’s dick slowly and roughly made its way inside me.  My eyes began to tear up.  I was sure that he had to be tearing me.  I began a somewhat muted moaning around the ball gag in my mouth.  More and more of this dick invaded me gliding roughly along the cum-lubed lining.  I continued to struggle in my bondage.

 

THWACK!  THWAK!  THWAK!  THWAK!  THWAK!  THWAK!  THWAK!  THWAK!  I felt the flogger hitting my back sending the wonderful jolts of electricity throughout my body.  I heard James at my ear, “I told you, bitch, that you would take any dick without complaining.  Now, you lay there and be a good breed bitch like you are and take this man’s dick so he can get back to work.  You got that?”

 

By the time James had finished flogging me and causing such a distraction and had finished his speech in my ear, the new man had finished his initial entry.  He had been kind enough to hold himself once fully inside me until James had finished his corrective measures with me.  But, now, it was his time in my ass, and he had to move to get back to work.  Back to work not only on his fuck and nutting but back to his employment as well.

 

James had been a wonderful distraction.  I suddenly realized that his flogging and chastising me had indeed distracted me from the final sensation of entry of this new man’s dick.  The pain had now subsided but was still one of the thickest dicks that had ever been in me.  He began to fuck slowly.  I came to realize that he knew exactly how thick his dick was.  He was taking care not overindulge.  I realized also that had he shoved in me full throttle and all that he very well could have torn me.  This would not have been something that could be easily explained away in an emergency room.

 

My fat dicked man began a faster movement of his hips slamming his pelvis into my ass cheeks causing his pendulous balls to slam into my balls.  Well, more that his pendulous balls slammed into the parachute surrounding my balls sending them forward and creating a bigger swing on the weights that James had attached.  I felt the weights swinging in tune to his fucking.  He seemed to be timing his strokes to maintaining the pendulum swing that he had created.  I tried to focus on that but was too distracted by how my ass felt being so stretched with this fat tuber.

 

He continued playing this “keep the pendulum in motion” game for several minutes more.  Then, that telltale sign of hands gripping the hips belied his interest in the game any more.  Serious measures were now in order.  His fucking began to increase and did not keep pace with the weights.  Soon, everything was out of sync, but he continued to fuck on.  Harder and harder he drove his dick.  I realized that it was not a super long dick, but it was most definitely a thick one.  I love them all no matter how they are described.  His pace quickened more picking up speed and depth.  This was not going to last long.  This was a quickie for him.  He was under a time table here and had to hurry.

 

More he drove himself into me slapping those big pendulous balls of his into the back of my parachute.  He was knocking the contents of his ball sac around stirring them up and demanding action from them that would require his dick to play its part.  Again, he increased his hold on my hips as he again increased his speed and depth.  The time was just around the corner.  Once more speed and depth were increased and then again.

 

“YOU . . . FUCK . . . IN’ . . . BREED . . . BITCH . . . TAKE . . . MY . . . FUCK . . . IN’ . . . NUT!  DAMN!” he punctuated each word with single hard and deep thrusts in my ass until he reached the last of his words.  He held his dick fully inside me as he expelled from the tip of his dick the joy juice from his balls that he had been knocking around on my parachute.  He had been a quickie but was a wonderful fuck . . . as all the men that day had been.  My ass drank in all of his ball juice.  It was several minutes before I could tell that his dick was finally deflating.  Slowly, he began his withdrawal; I attempted to squeeze it but wasn’t sure if I had or not.  I’m not sure that my sphincter was responding to my command.

 

As this giant exited my ass, I heard a wet sloppy plop as no doubt his dick hit his balls.  I felt a great rush of fluid from my ass.  Someone was there immediately scooping it up and pushing it back in my ass.  Over and over I felt fingers push the slimy feel of goo back upwards toward my ass opening.  I felt fingers pushing inside.  This lasted about a minute or so.  I wondered how much had escaped.  I just knew it had to be James who was doing this to me.  As the last vestige of the escaped fluid had been returned to my ass, I felt a hard pressure at my ass and a great shove going full length inside.  The turning round and round sensation told me that this had to be James as he had done earlier with the dildo.

 

“You going to be around a long time I can tell you that, bitch.  You’re going to find lots of friends up in your ass,” this new man said into my ear and laughed.  He continued laughing as he moved away chuckling as I heard clothing being put on.

 

James was at work though.  He continued twisting and turning and pumping in and out of my ass this dildo.  He had a more determined manner about him though.  This time he was working in so many new fresh loads of cum.  He was most definitely making sure that he was mixing up all these liquid deposits and pushing them to the walls of my interior while spreading them out over the largest possible area while still inside me.  When he was satisfied that all was to his standards, he gave a final push to the dildo and sent it as deep as possible into me.

 

“Give me a hand here, Phil.  Hand me that block of wood and duct tape.  Hold the wood against the dildo; hold it on two sides.” I heard James say.

 

I felt the change over of who was holding the dildo.  Now, “Phil” was pressing against the dildo with a block of wood.  I heard a small piece of duct tape being pulled from the roll and felt it being attached to my right hip.  It was pressed in firmly.  I then heard the duct tape distinctive sound of being unwrapped from the roll and applied across my ass cheek crossing over my ass hole.  I felt someone pushing hard on the dildo via the wood block. I felt the tape lift and apply a couple of times until the tearing sound again hit my ears and felt the dildo now pushing very hard inside me.  The tape continued to be torn from the roll and was finally applied to my left leg and around to the front of my leg.  James was taping this dildo in my ass and increasing the pressure by using a piece of wood to push it in even harder.

 

James repeated the process on the other side going from my left hip to my right leg.  I could only imagine the sight of all this and wished I had a camera installed in here.  James checked his work.  He added two pieces at the end of the tape at my hips crossing the ends perpendicularly.  He wanted to be sure that this was not going to come loose.  He followed suit on my legs.  (This was going to be a bitch of a wonderful time removing this tape from my hairy legs.)

 

“Thanks, man.  You can pick’em.”  I heard this last voice say as he moved out of the room.  I heard nothing.  I waited.  No sounds at all came from anywhere in the room.  I listened harder.  Was that the door closing?  I rested now.

 

I jumped when I heard James’s voice in my ear saying, “Well, how is my new breed bitch?  You ready for me to take out that ball gag now?”  I shook my head yes.  He removed it, but I remained silent.  “You think this relationship might have some perks for you?”  I shook my head yes.  “Well, to be honest, that’s the way I see it.  It also has perks for me, and you know what they are, don’t you?”  I shook my head yes.  “You proved yourself tonight.  You are who you say you are.  Only I know more.  I know things you haven’t told me.  But, in fairness, I never asked.  And, I’m not going to ask, because I know the answers already.  You know what I’m talking about.  No need to verbalize what is obvious, do we?”  I shook my head no this time.  “You and I have just a little more to do tonight.  Another treat for you I’m sure you’re going to enjoy while those loads stew in your ass.  You enjoyed what I arranged for you here tonight, didn’t you?”  I vigorously shook my head yes.  “There’s a lot more coming your way, bitch.  It’s nothing you can’t handle though and every bit of it you will enjoy.  I guarantee it.”

 

I heard James then move off on his bare feet.  I suddenly realized that through this entire night he must have been naked even in front of those other men.  That was a different and unexpected thought.  I heard a cabinet door open and close and then a drawer open.  I heard items being removed and the drawer closed.  I finally heard him picking up items and walking back to me.  I heard him put his wares on a counter top.  He walked over to a corner and then back.  I heard him place something on the floor behind me.  He then moved back to the counter and transferred his items from there to the new object.  Oh, it had to be a tray stand that I had.

 

I now heard him tearing open plastic.  I heard the clicking sound of metal items being joined.  Clicking sounds of something like a switch were next in my ears.  I took all this in but said nothing.  He had indeed earned my dutiful trust.  I would not question him now.  He had done nothing of real deception and certainly not of harm that affected me . . . or my precious girls.  He would not do anything now that would destroy that trust he knew I had in him.

 

James teasingly gave my weights a push and let the pendulum come to rest once more.  He continued with his preparation giving my weights an occasional push.  Was this an intended cover up or was he getting off on seeing my balls swing back and forth like this?  I didn’t care I finally decided.  As long as he was enjoying himself, so be it.  I was enjoying his playing.

 

I felt his hand on my cheek as he began to trace along the outside of my ass opening something metal.  It felt maybe wet.  Lubed?  Pressure increased as James slowly moved this object along the line between my opening and the dildo now so firmly pressed into me.  After a few passes, the tip seemed to tenuously find a point of entry.  Gently, James pressed harder slowly making headway.  This opening was diagonal as he continued sliding this metal rod into my ass along with the dildo.  Damn!  It had to be an electric probe!

 

Further and further he firmly but gently pushed the probe until it was as far inside as he could get it.  He realigned it so that it ran parallel with the dildo.  I began to get excited this time as he gave my balls a gentle push.  I heard him tear something apart but couldn’t make out what it was.  I felt him attaching a contact pad on the backside of my balls.  He then applied tape over it.  Ahh; the other tearing sound.  He repeated his action on the front of my balls attaching a contact pad and then tape over it.  I could feel the wires running from the pads.  One final pad was placed on the top of my dick and taped down.  Not only had James seen my tens units but knew how to use it.  And, he was going double use on me.  With this configuration he had to have one pad on my balls with the probe in my ass leaving the other pad on my balls with the pad on my dick.

 

“You know, you’ve made a mess below you.  You’ll have to clean that up.  But, before you do, you’re going to make an even bigger mess,” James said and laughed.  We both knew what was in store and what he meant.  My head reeled.  I could not believe that he was going to treat me so well.  He didn’t have to do this.  I could take care of myself.  I knew how.

 

The first tingle ran into my balls and ass.  It lasted mere seconds.  Now, balls and dick felt the tingle of the current.  Seconds again.  James played with me running first one and then the other and then began repeating the low voltage tingling.  It was just enough to know electricity was there.  Nothing harmful; just low voltage fun between a man and his new bitch.  Between a man who was a cop and his new bitch who had been fucked by a couple of the cop’s buddies was what this was now.  James was actually going to jack me off using electricity so that he could watch me.

 

After a few minutes of this teasing current, James upped the voltage.  He continued to play off the balls and dick and balls and ass combination.  I never knew which would give me the volts.  I didn’t try guessing.  What did it matter?  I was getting my ass shocked, my balls shocked front and back, and my dick shocked.  In such a situation, did it really matter from where the voltage courses through my body to hit the other lead?  Not at all.  The fact that James was masterminding this electrical masturbation to set me off satisfied me enough.

 

Upping the voltage brought a big reaction to me now.  James carefully orchestrated the dials.  He applied one for periods of seconds at this new level switching it off at precisely the point needed.  He allowed for recovery before turning the switch on again.  He still had me dumbfounded as to which would be used.  I only knew that I reacted for him each time that he turned on the unit.  It didn’t matter which one it was.  Alternating between them consistently and then suddenly he would begin a random use.  Each time I stiffened as did my sphincter muscles around the dildo when it was that tens unit or my cock would strain almost imperceptibly.  My balls never reacted as they had shrunk as much as they could.  Being held in place by the parachute and my leather wrap, they went no where actually.

 

Throughout this electrical play, James had continued his game of pendulum swinging with the weights.  I had to know what this meant for him.  I had to find out without asking though; that was forbidden.  But, whatever the reason, it did provide him with fun and entertainment which was what I was there for.  It was after all about his entertainment and being pleased.

 

I realized that for some unknown reason James had stopped.  No electrical current had been used in several seconds.  Could it have been minutes now?  There were only two possibilities:  First, he was tired of the scene and releasing me or second, he was going to up the voltage again.  I waited and rested as best I could.  I was at the edge of the unknown.  I could hear, I could not see, I could speak, I just dared not make any sound though.

 

ZAP!  My ass and the back of my balls were being fried or so it seemed like.  I failed in my duty and did make a cry out but not for mercy.  It was more of surprise catching me off guard when the jolts ran into me.  I remained stiffened clamping down on the dildo with my sphincter until I thought I would squeeze it in half as I begged my balls to flood my dick with their contents.  I strained against my restraints as this new level of electricity raced from the battery past the switch through the cable to the probe in my ass and to the patch on the back of my balls to my skin surface setting off the nerve endings inside my body.  This was James’s highest level of electricity yet, and he held it there.

 

My balls could stand no more.  They began straining harder still trying to rise up on me with no success but the contents of them began coursing through my body sliding eagerly into my dick where they raced through it and began a faster than imaginable exit from the piss slit on my dick splattering the floor below me.  Two fast globs of my own cum load hit the floor before James had time to turn the second tens unit to a matching setting of electricity.  He instantly reacted and pulled the lead off the back of my balls allowing only the frontal to send its electricity into me.  My entire body shook and strained as this orgasm overwhelmed me.

 

James began turning down the electricity allowing my body to take over.  I continued to strain as my balls emptied themselves no doubt of every bit of fluid in them.  They had to be as dry as the Sahara.  I collapsed as the last of my own orgasm left me.  This had been unreal.  I had never experienced such before.  I began breathing heavily and deeply as sweat rolled off my body and stars shown brightly for me.

 

Saying nothing, James slowly and carefully removed the tape and contact pad from my dick.  He did the same for the one on the front of my balls.  He slid the probe carefully out of my ass.  I continued to breathe heavily but lay there in total exhaustion.  My brain was numb.  I heard him moving around the room until at long last I felt his hand at my balls once more.  He was removing the weights gently.  Each was taken off and finally the parachute was removed.  He then removed the leather strap from around my balls which had been there most of the day.

 

The blind fold was removed and one by one the straps holding me down were loosened.  I stayed where I was though.  I knew I would need some more time to put my equilibrium back together.  My breathing had become normal, and my eyesight was clearing.  I began a tentative rise from the fuck bench.  Slowly, I pushed myself up off it until I was kneeling.  James now removed the duct tape from my left leg pulling the hair out with it.  He did the same for the tape on my right leg.  As I steadied myself in this kneeling position, he now removed the duct tape from my hips pulling on the skin.  I leaned back forward as he made the final removal of the tape from my ass and removing the wood block which held in the dildo.  The dildo was now slowly removed from my ass and dropped onto the floor.

 

Once more I stood up kneeling and began to back my way off the bench.  I put one foot on the floor and then the other and steadied myself.  I collected my thoughts and mustered my strength.  I had a lot of cleaning to do.  But, damn, I was in a post-electrified well fucked mood.  I turned and looked at James with satisfaction and endearment hoping to see him satisfied and pleased.

 

He reached his arms out to me.  I walked the two or three steps to him and was enveloped in his arms.  He held me close to him, and I snuggled in.  He hugged me tightly.  He was satisfied and pleased.  There was no doubt in my mind now.  He had said nothing but had offered me his arms to be held.  We stood there together for a few minutes.  I then gently pushed away kneeling in front of him.  I looked up at him then at his dick and back to him but said nothing.  He nodded.

 

I gently lifted his dick and put it in my mouth closing around it.  He almost instantly began to piss.  I drank and drank not allowing any of this precious fluid of his escape me.  I suckled his dick when the piss stopped flowing.  He removed his dick from my mouth, and I stood once more.

 

“You are a helluva good bitch.  The best I have ever met.  You are tired and need to sleep.  And, I’m going to sleep with you.  You and I will clean and put everything away from here tomorrow.” James declared. 

 

“I truly would enjoy your spending the night but must tell you that my girls sleep in bed with me.  They always have.”  I had to be honest with him.

 

“I figured that out already, bitch.  Now, let’s go upstairs.” James said and smiled.

 

Part 4

 

We turned off the lights, closed the door, and went upstairs.  I let my girls outside to do their business and locked the door once they came back in.  I checked the front door and found it locked including the dead bolt.  I stood there looking at the locks.  James had locked them when he had let the last man out of the house.  Of course.  He knew he was spending the night, then.  I smiled.

 

I walked back through the house finding that James had turned out the lights and met me in the hallway.  The four of us walked to the bedroom.  James and I tossed back the covers and crawled in covering ourselves.  The girls jumped up on the bed, looked at us, and settled at the foot one at either corner.  I moved closer to James and found his arms wrapping around me once more.  I had no sooner settled myself when I felt his dick growing hard.  I reached over and suckled his left nipple before turning my back to him.  We repositioned ourselves, and he began inching forward pushing his dick further and further into my ass.

 

“That,” he said, “is for in the morning.  Just so you’ll have something to dream about.”  He wrapped his arms around me once more as I heard his breathing become shallower.  My mind began to wander as I felt his dick in my ass for the third time that day.  We four then slept.

 

True to his word, I awoke the next morning with James still inserted in my ass.  He had to have reinserted himself at some point in the night as I move around when I sleep.  I know as I’ve been harrumphed awake several times by one or both of my girls when I have disturbed their sleep.  I had barely awakened when I felt James stirring, tightening his grip around me and pushing himself deeper inside me.  “How’s my kunt?”

 

“Tired yet rested.  Ready to serve you, Sir,” I responded.

 

With nothing more to be said, I felt myself being pushed over onto my stomach after James had tossed back the covers.  We both completed the roll.  James began assembling our positions and soon enough I was on all fours with him kneeling behind me with his hard dick planted still in my ass.  He grasped my hips as I relaxed in anticipation.  Suddenly, James jerked backwards pulling his dick completely out of my ass.  I was caught off guard but quickly clamped down on my sphincter closing up my hole.  Just as he had planned, as soon as I clamped my ass shut, James invaded me full force going the complete length of his cock into my ass.  The searing pain was unbelievably wonderful.  Though he had some wetness on his dick, it was not enough to make an easy entry—but, that was okay, too.

 

My head jerked upwards as I opened my mouth to scream with the sound of protest dying in my throat replaced by my yelling, “FUCK YOUR ASS!  DAMN HOT!  SIR!  BREED YOUR KUNT, PLEASE, SIR!”  And, breed me he did.  His cock pistoned in and out of my ass spreading my innards and continuing the pain that soon became such wonderfully delightful sensations that reminded me of all the fucking and cum loads that I had taken the day before.

 

“YOU . . . FUCKIN’ . . . BITCH . . . WHORE . . . KUNT . . . OF MINE . . . TAKE MY . . . FUCKIN’ . . . LOAD!” James screamed driving his cock deep into me unleashing yet another deposit of his ball juices.  He stayed connected until the last vestige of his breeding was delivered.  James ever so slowly pulled his cock out of my ass as I tightened down on it so that I could drain every last bit of his DNA into me.  James rolled off the bed as did I.  I knelt in front of him taking his cock into my mouth where he once more delivered his piss into me.

 

When he finished, he pulled me up grabbing me tightly, then, slapped my ass and said, “Go let your girls out and feed them.  I’ll be in the basement cleaning.  Bring them down with you and coffee.  I take mine black.”  He released me, turned away, and began walking out.  I took the girls to let them out and fed them when they came back in.  The three of us went downstairs.

 

I pulled open the hidden door and the three of us walked in.  I signaled for the girls to sit and down at the doorway.  I took the coffee to James.  I noticed that all the toys had been placed in the sink and that all the paper and wrappings were gone.  All the other equipment had been put away.  I put my coffee down on the counter and got out my cleaning supplies.  I cleaned up the equipment and then the floor.

 

Once the room was back in order, I finished off my coffee.  James had done so already.  I went to the sink taking out the dildos and placed them in the apartment-size dishwasher.  James came over to inspect the washer.  He had not realized the significance of it but did now.  I prepped the washer and began the cycle.

 

James leaned back on the counter placing his cup on it.  “You’re HIV aren’t you?”

 

I looked straight at him stunned at the question as well as caught off guard.  “Yes, I am.”  I waited to see and hear what was coming next.

 

James looked at me with his arms now crossed over his chest.  He stared at me as he thought.  “You love getting fucked and taking cum loads.  You really get off on poz cum loads.”  These were statements not questions.  He was declaring an observation and was not expecting a response.  “Climb back on that fuck bench.  You have a procedure you need before we go back upstairs to talk again.”

 

I walked to the fuck bench and climbed on as directed.  I heard James opening and closing cabinets, then, his soft bare feet approaching me.  I felt a coolness on my back as I also felt James forcing his index and middle finger into my ass.  These two fingers pushed and slid their way into me as far as they could go.  I felt then James hook his fingers and began withdrawing them scraping my insides.  He moved from one area to another on my insides swapping off his index and middle finger from one hand to the other but continually scraping and abrading my insides.  This was a big discomfort considering my weekend.  Finally, James was satisfied and withdrew his fingers.  I felt the coolness leave my back to feel it at my hole.  I pushed outward on my sphincter as James pushed this new cock-shaped dildo into my ass.  He pushed it in as far as the safety flap would allow.  He gave it a couple of twists and then patted my ass.  I stood up from the fuck bench and followed him upstairs.  Nothing needed to be said.

 

In the kitchen, I filled both coffee cups once more, and we sat at the breakfast table.  We sipped our coffee.  James finally said, “You enjoyed every minute of last night.  You had fears at one point when you realized that other men were here.  But, you finally realized you were safe as were your girls.  You do belong to me and are my fucking bitch kunt . . . until I dump you.  You can still get fucked by any man you want as long as you know I take precedence at all times.  You agree?”

 

“I had some fear, yes, but came to realize that I and my girls were safe with you here.  Nothing that we have done causes me any dismay or hesitation to engage in doing with you present.  I enjoyed every minute of being used.” I responded.

 

“I always assume any barebacking bottom is poz.  You’re the first I’ve ever asked.  Knowing that you are HIV is not a deal breaker for me.  I’m just putting it together in acceptance for all the kunts I’ve had before.  To me, you will always be a fucking kunt to use—nothing more.”  James said this last and looked straight at me.

 

“You are stunned if not fascinated or intrigued by my honesty about being poz.  I put a face of reality on the issue.  You are fascinated at the intimacy that I embrace my HIV status.  You are in fact turned on that I love taking poz loads of cum.  I know this because you did everything you could to make sure my ass would be primed and ready for absorbing the cum put in there . . . poz or I suspect not.”  I responded.  James had to understand that I was his fucking kunt, but he got just as high watching me taking loads of cum and especially taking poz cum loads in my ass.  He was turned on to seeing me relish the brew that would fill me at his direction.

 

“Sir, with deep respect, it is serving and servicing you that I need.  You will find me a willing participant in whatever scene you devise respecting those limits outlined.  Seeing or knowing when blindfolded that you are excited or aroused makes me squirm in anticipation.  Your visual satisfaction and your sexual gratification is why you will find me your best fucking kunt ever.  With each time that you breed me or beat me, you gain more and more of my loyalty if not devotion but only as a fucking kunt for you.  Nothing in return is expected from you.”  I said all this and then waited.

 

James turned over in his head all of my words.  We both sipped from our cups.  He finally said, “Last night was only the tip of the ice berg for the both of us.  I’ll see what type of fucking kunt you really are and just how far you will go.  I’ve never found one of you bitches willing to go where I want to go.  I’ll see though.  And, I’ll see about those limits of yours.  This I will tell you though you’ll enjoy the use by some of my buddies like last night.  Not every buddy will know where you live.  Only men I work with will ever come here.  Anything else will have to be arranged elsewhere.  Now, tell me about Starkland.  Specifically, tell me about all the men who fucked you.”

 

I gave James my eventful day at Starkland.  I told him enough for information but not every little detail.  He needed only the highlights to know what all I had done.  James cocked his head a bit when I told him about going home with the Black guy and what all had transpired there.  He also was keen on just where the three lived.  At the end, James was silent.  “You enjoyed your entire day, didn’t you?”

 

“Yes, I did.  Everything that happened the entire day and today,” I replied.

 

James thought some more.  “You really do not care what man fucks you, do you?”

 

“No.  More coffee?” I asked rising to fill my cup.

 

James offered his cup to me and asked “Do you party?  Do you do illicit drugs?  Or have you ever used them?”

 

I walked over and refilled the cups returning to the table.  I was caught but had nothing to say but the truth.  “I have used pot, poppers, ethyl spray, and snorted coke a couple of times.  I’ve also used G once or more used on me.  My preferred drug is meth.  I’ve snorted it, smoked it—I love shotgunning meth—had booty bumps, and most of all I love slamming.  I get physically turned on by slamming.  That said, I’ve not done K or X but would love to try them.  I just don’t have a source and especially K.  I’m very reserved when I use as my body absorbs any kind of drug quickly . . . even legal ones.  I’ve been overdosed on Novocain from a dentist.  I use enough just to excite me and enhance the playing.  I mix my own and don’t take my eyes off it.”

 

James looked at me.  “Good.  I won’t need to teach you about use and abuse.  I’m a cop when on duty.  I’ve got my fucking kunts, and I use them hard.  I’m just not a prude or a strict enforcer of every law.  Every time you use, I’ll be watching even when you don’t think I am.  This house is protected now.  You are safe.  That doesn’t mean you can be stupid.  I’ll show you where in here and what.  Don’t try to hide anything from me.”

 

“I understand, Sir.  However, using illegal such is in your hands alone.”

 

“Now, the first job you have as my fucking kunt is to call those three from down the road and to arrange for them to be here next Saturday to fuck you in your bedroom.  I’ll have it wired by then and am going to tape it.  You will not tell them they are being taped.  Once they have fucked you as much as they can, you’re going to shove a dildo up your ass to keep all that cum inside you, then, call me.  I won’t be far away from here.  This tape is mine and no one but you and I will ever see it.  I will show you where to store here all the tapes I make of you and if something happens to me, destroy them.  I’ll do the same if something happens to you.”

 

“If you work out and I see no reason that you won’t based on yesterday, you and I will take some trips out of town.  You won’t regret it.  What do you do with your dogs when you go out of town,” James asked.

 

“I have friends who look after them.  Usually, one or two will move in to keep them company.  None of them know about my other room downstairs.  I put all private information in there when I’m gone,” I offered.

 

James rose and put his cup in the dishwasher; I did the same following him back through the house to the bedroom.  The girls went over to their favorite floor spots and lay down.  James stopped beside the bed and was deep in thought.  I began pulling the top sheet and covers up.  When I finished, James looked at me and said, “You and I definitely will be making out of town trips.  Are you available to go the next two weekends?  Maybe even gone from Thursday until Monday?”

 

“That would be really fast but possibly I could arrange it.”

 

“You make the arrangements as soon as possible and let me know when.  You don’t need to know where just that you’ll be out of town.  I’ll give you details later.  You have a cell phone that can take calls in case of an emergency.  Now, two things:  get those three here to fuck you for filming and make arrangements to be out of town for a long weekend.  We’ll be flying.  I’ll make the arrangements with the airline, hotel, and transportation.  I’ll tell you how much cash you’ll need.  Everything else you’ll need a credit card.  Okay?” James asked.

 

“Yes, Sir,” I responded.

 

James looked around the bedroom.  “Go get my clothes while I make friends.”

 

I left to retrieve his clothes from downstairs.  Returning, I found James sitting on the floor with my two girls sitting beside him grinning and wagging their tails.  I placed his clothes on the bed, then walked to my dresser pulling open one of the drawers.  James rose and walked to the bed and began dressing.  I immediately returned and took over the job.  When finished, I held out my hand.  James did the same, and I dropped a house key into his palm.  He put it on his key ring without a word.  Nothing needed to be said.

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Part 5

 

We walked to the front door.  I opened it, and James left.  I went back to my bed and stretched out on it with my girls snuggling up to me.  I lay there and went back over my weekend.  I fell asleep while thinking.  When I woke, I looked at the clock and had napped for almost three hours.  I got up and let my girls out again.  Once back inside, I went to the basement where I carefully removed the dildo still in my ass and cleaned it thoroughly in the sink.  I set it in the washer with the rest of the toys deciding to leave them.  I returned to upstairs.

 

I took a shower and looked at myself in the bathroom mirror as I dried off.  Not too worn for such a weekend.  I needed to get in touch with my new fuck buddies down the street and set up next Saturday.  I found my wallet and removed the paper recording the information to my permanent phone book.  I then dialed the number on the paper as I stretched out on my bed.  The phone rang twice before a voice announced, “Yo, what’s up, Bill?”

 

“Just calling to let you three know how much fun I enjoyed myself yesterday and to invite the three of you for a repeat next Saturday if you can make it,” I said.

 

“Hey, that sounds good, man, but LaShaun and Judge ain’t here just now.  I’m sure they’ll agree but just need to check and get back with you.  Okay?” Kevin asked.  “You got a hot ass to fuck, man, and can tell you like taking big black dick.”

 

“Well, you hit the nail on the head with that but left out the best part:  I love even more taking all that cum up in my ass to savor,” I replied.  “You check with them and give me a call.  If I’m not here, just leave a message for me.  I thought Saturday morning would be good since it will give all four of us a good night’s rest beforehand.  The only additional thing I really need to know is how you guys want me prepared?  I told you I’m good at meeting men at the door naked and ready.  But, do you all want me primed with lube from a tube or cum loads for lube?  I’m okay either way.”

 

Kevin laughed long and hard, “Man, you are a white whore.  I know all three of us prefer all natural lube.  You get your ass filled with cum will satisfy us all including you.”  He laughed some more.

 

“Okay.  I thought about ten?  Give us a good late morning and mid-day fun time.  I’ll have on my black jock and my ass filled with as many cum loads as I can by then . . . and ready to take all three dicks and as much cum as you can produce.  And, Kevin, don’t forget that special touch you have on me with those teeth you have.”

 

“Baby, you gonna feel them real good all over you and me all up in you good you white whore cum crazy bitch,” he responded and laughed.  “One of us’ll call you.  Later, man.”  He hung up as did I.

 

I looked at my girls and said, “Well, your daddy is going to get his ass fucked some more next Saturday only here this time.  You two will have to take a nap as usual and be good.”  I got looks of not understanding but as usual wagged their tails.  I picked up the phone once more and called Dim at a local adult book store.  I arranged for some special goodies as he had done for me on previous occasions.  He told me he would stop by late Friday with the delivery.  I made a mental note about being home by ten to accept the delivery.

 

Part 6

 

As I lay on the bed with my girls thinking about the weekend, next weekend, James, and the upcoming trip with James, I flipped on the television running through the channels settling on the History channel.  I wasn’t really watching or listening but had it on for sound.  The phone rang.  I depressed the mute button and answered, “Hello.”

“Hey, Bill.  This is Tommy.  You up for some company?”

 

“Sure, Tommy.  Come on over and bring your buddy with you.”  We both laughed and hung up.  I got up and walked to my porn collection.  I looked through it and found Tommy’s “type” of movie.  I inserted the DVD into the player but hit the stop button when it began its movement.  No sense in playing it while Tommy wasn’t here.

 

I put on a fresh jock strap and walked throughout the house killing time.  The girls trailed after me.  I had such faithful shadows.  I needed to take them for a walk.  They always liked doing that as did I.  I looked at a clock and returned to my bedroom.  I bent over and shoved my fingers up my ass and removed them.  It was pretty dry now and tender so I opened my drawer and took out my KY and prepped myself.  As I put the KY on the nightstand, the doorbell rang.  My girls were off like lightning alerting the neighborhood that they were on guard and whoever was at the door had best be planning no funny business.  I hit the play button on the DVD player and went to the door.

 

Tommy entered and the girls jumped around in excitement recognizing him immediately.  He greeted them with their names at which they sat with animated eyes.  He slowly inserted his hand in his pants pocket and pulled out two biscuits.  “Have you two been good or have you two been really bad?”  They panted and wiggled their tails in anticipation.  “You two couldn’t be anything but good . . . even to a robber.”  He handed each a biscuit treat which they took in their usual manner of gentility rose from where they sat and raced to their bedroom.

 

Tommy turned to me, and we hugged and kissed.  “There’s nothing like playing second fiddle to my own dogs.  I just don’t have a tail to wag.”

 

“I would never have imagined that three bitches could ever live under one roof and get along as well as the three of you do,” Tommy said and laughed.  “Oh, well, yes, there was Golden Girls wasn’t there.”  He laughed again as I smiled.  All too soon, I was going to be a bitch for him as I had been many times before.

 

Tommy was a man I had met years before and who dropped into my life on a whim of his.  He knew the free spirit that I was and more importantly knew the great cum whore that I was.  He wasn’t the pairing kind either.  All Tommy needed was a good reliable man to fuck when his dick and hormones told him.  It suit him to a T that he knew me.  No clinging aspirations which allowed us to be very familiar with the other without fear of involvement.

 

We had met at a gay bar on one of the few times that either of us had gone to such.  We both hated the thick smoke that permeates such places.  Luckily for both of us, we arrived within minutes of each other.  Also, the bar wasn’t all that crowded and spotting the other didn’t take that long.  We did the usual cruising and casual eye dancing.  He was sipping his whiskey sour, and I had my soda.  We did the survey of the bar returning our glances to the other as well as re-positioned ourselves for a different angle view of the other.

 

As we did the “cruising dance for coupling” as we came to call it, we became more enticed with the other as well as enticing the other.  Tommy made the first move.  Glancing around once more, he turned directly facing me placing his thumb over the top of his glass and his index and middle finger on the bottom.  He then slowly rubbed his glass sensually up and down his zipper about a half dozen times.  He returned his glass to his hand and took a sip.

 

After watching his display, I took my glass putting my entire hand around it in an upside down hold.  I moved the glass behind me as I turned slightly exposing my ass to him.  I rubbed my glass up and down my crack about a half dozen times.  I, too, then returned my glass to my hand and took a sip as I looked at him.  We both grinned.  Tommy nodded his head to the back of the bar and began walking.  I followed.  As he got to the end of the bar, he downed the rest of his drink and set the glass on the bar.  I set my glass down, and we two went through the back of the bar and out the back door.

 

Outside, he stopped and turned back to me.  “Where do you live?”

 

“I have a house on Newton Road that I share with my two girls—dogs,” I said.

 

“That’s closer then me.  I’ve got a condo out in Eastside.  Your place or mine?”  Tommy offered.

 

“Mine.  It’s closer.  I’m in great need,” I said truthfully.  “I’m parked in the next lot.  Silver Cat.”

 

“I’m in the next lot, too.  Let’s go,” Tommy said.

 

We walked together.  Whether it was intentional or not we were in step despite our difference in size.  Tommy was a good six inches taller and filled his black sleeveless t-shirt and jeans.  I could clearly see his left nipple was pierced despite the poor lighting.  His tightly shaved head still showed small stubble covering on it that thickened on his face with his full beard and moustache.  His deep basso voice fit his presence.  His thick hair covered forearms matched his muscled biceps.  I wondered what his pits looked and tasted like . . . and would soon find out.  I hoped also that he would enjoy his ass being eaten and that it was a hairy one.  Such is one of my visions of a virile man.

 

I stopped at my car.  “Here I am.”

 

Tommy laughed and said, “Well, I’m right next to you.  Do the speed limit . . . but let’s do get there fast.”  He stared straight at me as the last sounds of his deep bass voice evaporated.

 

“I know the fastest way to get there.  Just keep up with me.”

 

We got in our cars with me backing out and moving off to the lot exit.  Tommy was right behind me.  I maneuvered us through some alleys so that we came out just short of the expressway onto which we went.  He kept close enough not to lose sight but safely enough back.  I pushed the accelerator to what I knew was the top speed but not enough to get us noticed.  In less than fifteen minutes, I was pulling in my garage as Tommy stopped on the drive right behind me.  He got out of his car and approached me as I stood in the garage.

 

I hit the garage door button as soon as he cleared it and turned to go inside.  I heard him say, “My car is parked right behind yours just like I’m going to do soon enough with you.  Just hope there isn’t a door between us.

 

As I reached the interior door, I spoke over my shoulder, “Closing the garage door is the only door I close when I bring a man home.  Just be prepared for eight feet and two sniffing noses to inspect you inside.  My girls check out everyone.”  I opened the door and saw my girls sitting and waiting.  “Company, girls; behave,” I said and entered giving my hand signals of everything being okay.  Tommy followed kneeling immediately to their level.  They cautiously approached as he held his hands out palms up and open.  They moved around him carefully and gave their approval by wagging their tails finally turning from him to me.

 

“I need to let them out and put them in their room.  I’ll be right back.  Come on through though.  Do you want something to drink?  Alcohol, soda, or water?” I asked.

 

“Nothing for me but a bathroom,” Tommy said.

 

“Down here, then.” I said continuing to the back door.  I opened a door and turned on a light in the half bath and continued on to the back door.  The girls went out and returned.  “You two need to go to your bedroom now for awhile.  Go to your bedroom and stay.”  They took off at a trot.

 

“Are you as well trained?” Tommy asked.

 

“Almost as well,” I said.

 

Tommy followed me to my bedroom.  I turned on the lights and then dimmed them.  I walked to the bed and began turning it down.  Tommy helped from the other side.  I walked around the bed and began removing my clothes.  I went in the bathroom draping my t-shirt on a towel rack.  I used my bootjack to remove my boots and set them aside.  I removed my socks laying them atop the boots and finally unbuckled my belt, unsnapped my jeans, slid my zipper down, and slid out of my jeans.  I draped them over another towel rack.  I looked back out of the bathroom seeing Tommy had now removed all of his clothes.  I noted that he had neatly placed everything together.

 

We each had on a jock strap.  He had on a white one while I had on a black one.  What oddities yet so complementary.  My black one stood out against my tanned skin while his white one stood out against his dark brown skin.  The silver nipple ring glistened as it dangled from his left nipple.  My nipple ring reflected the light as well in my right nipple.  With nothing said, we each began to slide down our jock straps stepping out of them but leaving them on the floor.

 

We stood and looked at each other for several minutes.  Later, we both discussed our first view of the other and both of us had come to the same belief:  We each knew that this was going to be a hot fuck session.  I had one more duty to perform though and wanted Tommy to watch.  I turned away from him, bent my knees slightly, and reached my hand around to my ass.  I grasped the safety flap on my favorite black dildo and slowly pulled it out.  Once removed, I turned back to facing him and placed it in a towel in one of the sinks.

 

I walked out of the bathroom straight to him where he wrapped his big arms around me and bent down.  We kissed deeply for a very long time.  When we stopped kissing, he released me, and I immediately crawled into bed as I opened the top drawer on the nightstand so that Tommy could see the contents.  I lay down as Tommy finished his viewing of the drawer and crawled into bed with me moving beside me.

 

We spent a very, very long time with foreplay.  We kissed and licked each other.  Tommy tortured my nipples especially my right one.  I licked and sucked his hairy super pits and nipples.  We sucked each other’s dick and balls.  We found that the ass on each other was a fur palace and both of us loved such spending many, many minutes nuzzling, licking, and tongue-fucking the other’s ass.  And, then, we started all over again until we were both so high on sexual overdrive that we knew it was time for Tommy to enter my ass with his veined fat uncut dick.

 

Tommy pulled away from me and turned to the nightstand.  I began to position myself on the bed on all fours.  He took the applicator with the lube in it and began inserting it in my ass.  He pushed it in as far as he could go.  Only then did I begin to feel the cool release of the KY.  He slowly pulled the applicator out of my ass as he released more and more of the KY.  As he neared the entrance of my hole, he stopped releasing the lube and removed the device.  I was in overdrive now needing to feel his dick inside me.  That dildo and applicator had been fine but I needed a dick now.

 

Tommy was applying the KY to the top of his dick where he then began massaging it all around the outside of his now fully erect nine inch uncut veined fat tube with the huge flared head.  He reached back to the drawer placing the applicator on the towel and withdrawing another towel which he wiped his hands on tossing it back into the drawer when he was finished.  It was show time now.

 

I felt him positioning behind me and bent over putting the side of my head on the mattress.  His big hands grasped my hips for control and management.  He pushed down on them; I complied by lowering my hips to his satisfaction.

 

“You’ve seen me.  You don’t know me and you’ve not asked anything about me.  That means you don’t want to know or don’t care to know and you take everything given.  You need it easy?” Tommy asked.  A truly honest and informed gentleman.

 

I turned my head upwards a bit so to be heard clearly.  “I need it badly.  I . . . never . . . ask . . . anything . . . about . . . any . . . man . . . or . . . his . . . cum.  It all goes IN me.  You give it however it makes you turned on the most and gives you the biggest damn fucking high that you can get,” I responded and then prepped myself for what I believed could be a ripping and tearing screeching onslaught by this unknown man.

 

Tommy knelt behind me for a few seconds, then, reached over taking the towel from the drawer.  He folded it and held it to my mouth.  I raised my head and opened my mouth where he shoved it in; I clamped down tightly on it as I put my hands behind me on the small of my back and putting the side of my head back on the mattress.  Tommy grasped my wrists pushing them up to the middle of my back.  I felt his right hand lining his huge flared head up with my ass hole and gently pressed inward.  His right hand moved back to my right hip.  He made two quick pokes at my ass to make sure he was lined up with my hole.

 

“You shouldn’t have made fun of me in that bar.  Mimicking me with your glass insulted me.  That wasn’t nice.  You’re going to have to pay for that.  You know that don’t you?  It’s why you are in this position now.  You’re going to get what’s coming to you.” Tommy said in a low deadly menacing Sam Elliott voice.  His role play would be flawless.

 

I had taken into account his delivery of the towel stuffing it in my mouth.  I had submitted with my hands behind my back which he grasped and now firmly held.  I felt his huge flared dickhead at my opening.  Now, I processed his words which were threatening retribution for an alleged slight that I had perpetrated on him earlier.  All these things rushed into my head as I knelt on my bed bent over with my mouth stuffed with a towel as the side of my head pressed into the mattress.  This was not going to be easy as he had asked if I wanted.  Indeed; it was not easy by any means.

 

Tommy had read me right and knew exactly what I needed.  He also needed the same or at least was going to be a willing participant meeting my need and enjoy himself doing so.  (I found out later that we meshed totally.)  As his right hand gripped my right hip in a vise hold his left hand tightened on my wrists and he plunged full force into my brown stretchy eye spreading it wide open at super speed with his huge flared dick head.  Tommy did not stop as most men do but picked up speed in his invasion of my insides.  He pulled back on my wrists and right hip as his hips slammed forward with all the might that his leg and hip muscles could muster exploding inside me stretching my gut in a nanosecond wide to accommodate his fully erect big veined uncut fat dick.  He continued his forward motion until he ran out of room slamming into and scraping along my prostate before moving further inside me all of which sent me into a frenzy of glorious pain that spread throughout my body at mach three.  I was in sheer agony . . . and loved it!

 

The scream that rose up from my diaphragm that raced through my lungs up my esophagus into my mouth echo chamber and finally out of my mouth fell deaf as it was screened by the towel which had been so rightfully stuffed.  At the same time, my body tensed up as my ass clamped down on his steel-like hard dick that now was fully imbedded in my ass.  I bucked upwards in an attempt to reject this faux maniac who was going to teach me a lesson about manners.  Tommy held me tight as I made a second attempt to scream.  Tears ran from my eyes.  It was wonderful!

 

About halfway through my second attempt to scream, I felt Tommy pulling his fully thickened dick out of my ass almost as fast as he had entered it.  The pain was still there as my insides collapsed from the brutal stretching.  Then, without warning, he reversed direction and again began a forceful super speed entry sending more pain into me.  Once more I stiffened up and clamped down on his fattened dick and made one more effort to rise up to no avail.  He held me fast in his grip; I had no leverage at all.  Three more times Tommy made the trip outward only to immediately ram his way back fully into my body.  Each time there was pain but it lessened with each invasion.  Rape is the only word that adequately could describe or define what was happening.  Pure violence on me.  My body trembled in outright acceptance and glee.

 

“You fucking bastard.  You made fun of me in that bar tonight in front of all those men.  You did your best to humiliate and belittle me as I tried to befriend you.  I’ve seen bastards like you who have the world by the tail and think everyone owes them something.  Well, you fucking kunt, I guess you’re finding out tonight that you aren’t all that much and payback is a real hard fucking bitch.  Don’t you agree?” Tommy spit out the words at me in such a hate-filled menacing tone.  I could tell he was super turned on . . . as was I.  “Guess you didn’t count on this happening.  Guess you didn’t count on me coming along to teach you some manners.  You’ll know some manners now and will show them whenever you’re out in public.”

 

I shook my head yes and tried to speak.  Through my gag which I had by now pushed out of my mouth a bit, I pleaded, “Please, Sir, please!  Don’t hurt me!  I’m sorry!  I didn’t mean to embarrass you!  I’m really sorry!  Please, Sir, please!  Don’t do this to me!  Please, stop!  You’re killing me!”  All yelled in a muffled voice.

 

 “You’re damn right you won’t do it again.  I mean to see to it that you know your place and that you treat other men with respect,” Tommy hissed at me.  He spit twice on me then.  With that, he clamped down on my wrists and hips again and began pummeling my insides with his tungsten-hard veined huge flared head dick working himself up into a sweat.  I cried out and asked for pity and tightened up on him as much as possible as he used my ass to vent his anger on me at my public “embarrassment” of him earlier.  He mercilessly pounded my ass for close to a half hour before he spoke again.  I was by this time very submissive . . . and becoming sorer by the stroke.

 

“You ready to face the music, bitch?  You ready to pay the ultimate fucking price for humiliating me in public?  You’re now going to get it you bastard.  You’re going to GET . . . WHAT . . . YOU . . . FUCKING . . . DESERVE!” he bellowed shoving his dick fully into me as far as possible as he pulled back with his right hand on my hip releasing my wrists and reaching upwards grabbing my shoulder pulling it tightly backwards into his groin as I felt his cock swell up slightly and flood my insides with his DNA.  Salvo after salvo of his ball juices were released and flooded my gut.  More and more of his swimmers raced through his body and into mine.  I felt each time his dick pulsed and splattered more inside me.  “Take my fucking poison jiz, you bastard!  Take it all!  I’m breeding you full of my death strain!  I’m taking you with me, you fucker!”

 

There.  He said it.  There was no room for doubt.  Tommy was poz.  Man, what a load this was.  I reveled in the thought of it entering into me where I would keep it making him a part of me  and all the other men just like him.

 

All too soon Tommy finished making his deposit and moved his right hand to my shoulder.  I spit out the rest of the towel moving my arms from my back reaching back behind me touching his sides as I gently pushed my knees backwards to the bottom of the bed.  We slowly slid downward until I was pressed into the mattress with Tommy on top.  I felt his wet body on top of me and moaned in ecstasy at what we had done.  We lay there and rested.

 

Too soon, Tommy began lifting himself up slowly extracting his dick from my ass where I gently squeezed on it to drain any lazy swimmers.  He moved over to the side of the bed onto his back.  As soon as he was off me, I flipped around and gently lifted his now deflated big dick and wrapped my mouth around it sucking it gently into my mouth fully where I bathed it properly cleaning it all the way to the base.  No man was ever refused such service; it was my duty which I loved performing.  Once cleaned, I again gently released his dick from my mouth and looked up at him slightly grinning.

 

“You’re a pervert,” Tommy announced.

 

“And, that would make you what?” I countered.

 

We both grinned.

 

“You’ve done what you were supposed to do.  I believe I have a job remaining to do to you,” he said.  We looked at each other.  I wasn’t sure exactly what he had in mind.  “I believe you would like for me to make sure of my taking you with me.”

 

I got up grabbing the pillows doubling one in half and piling them up in the middle of the bed but scooting as close to the headboard as possible.  I lay across them which raised my ass up in the air exposing my hole once more.  I spread my knees wide for easier access.  Tommy had gotten up off the bed to make room and to stretch.  He climbed back on the bed and behind me.  I lay there in grateful anticipation and acceptance.

 

I felt a manly thick middle finger at my ass.  It pushed its way inside me full length.  Tommy spent the next fifteen minutes or so scraping and abrading my insides to perfection.  He informed me on the second withdrawal of his finger that he was seeing pinkish coloration.  His dick had performed perfectly with his beastly battering of my insides.  I suspected his using his fingers was just a visual turn on for him that allowed him to know without a doubt what a job he had done.  I wasn’t going to say no to that.  When he was satisfied, he withdrew his finger, and I felt a pressure at my ass entrance.  In popped a dildo which Tommy had taken from the nightstand drawer.  I hadn’t thought about that.  Once inserted, he gave it a couple of quick twists first one way and then the other and a couple of pumps in and out and then firmly seated it in my ass.  I rolled off the pillows, and we lay back down together.  I took his fingers that he had used and sucked on them to clean them.

 

“You know, I wasn’t sure you were into this.  But, man, you really dig role play,” Tommy finally said.  “You really got me hot screaming and begging like you did.”

 

“I’m a trained sub/bottom.  Your satisfaction and enjoyment is paramount to me.  I’ll do whatever it takes to get you off any way you want.” I stated.

 

“Man, I could get into using you for some hot rough.  You go any harder?”

 

“I’ve got some limits but not many.  You know what I am willing to do from just tonight.  We’ll find out what else you enjoy and how extensive you want to take it,” I said.

 

“Well, you’ve got me hot tonight for sure.  You have any plans for the rest of the night?  I’m getting ready to invite myself to spend it with you so I can put some more in your ass if you want it,” Tommy offered.

 

“Tommy, I’ll take as much of your cum in my ass as you can produce.  You are more than welcome to spend the night but don’t count on sleeping a lot.  I figure if you wake up first you’ll be poking my ass, and if I wake up first, I’ll be backing up on your dick,” I offered.

 

“That sounds like a deal, my man.  That sounds like a real good deal,” Tommy said.  I excused myself and went to let the girls out for the last time sending them back to their bedroom for the night.  I closed their door.  They didn’t like such nights but accepted them.  I returned to my bedroom, turned out the lights, and crawled back into bed with Tommy snuggling up to him.  I finally turned on my right side as did he.  We spooned but soon realized that Tommy’s dick was rising up again.

 

“It’s only the position right now.  I’ve shot everything out for the moment.  But, I would like to shove it back in your ass for you to hold,” he said.

 

I tossed the cover back and knelt spreading my legs.  I gently pulled out the dildo squeezing my ass tightly.  Tommy handed me a towel which I wrapped the dildo in.  I placed it on the other nightstand and lay back down backing up and onto Tommy’s waiting hardening dick.  He pushed forward forcefully as I backed up as hard as I could.  We drifted off to sleep.

 

Throughout the night until we finally got out of bed at nine o’clock the next morning, Tommy fucked me another three times.  These times though we simply rolled us over onto my stomach where I spread my knees wide apart and Tommy lay on top of me as he somewhat gently fucked me.  Tommy was a brutal fucker and was best aroused by his unrelenting and unmerciful if not vicious fucking of an ass—my ass on this night.  A match made in perversion.

 

Each time he would fuck me about a half hour from what we calculated later based on what time one of us would see on the clock face.  Each time that meant he was abusing my already cut and abraded insides with his long fat dick.  Each time he would spew into my body his tainted seed that we both knew was foul.  Each time we each relished that poisonous injection for our own reasons that were though opposite in nature were mutually compatible and acceptable.  This was the nature of the relationship between Tommy and me.  And, whenever he called, it was always a treat that we both perversely and deliciously enjoyed.

 

So, now, here Tommy was coming over again to fill me with some more of his unwholesome fruit of his loins.  It had been almost four months since we had fucked.  I was ready and primed now for him as well.  I planned on telling him all about my weekend or at least about the cum loads.  He enjoyed hearing about my escapades knowing that I was taking other dirty loads.  I enjoyed hearing about his fucks, too, because I knew just exactly what those fortunate men felt when Tommy was finished.  I never asked but hoped that there were some chasers like me.  This was going to be an excellent end to this weekend with Tommy fucking me for the rest of the evening and night putting load after load of his seed in my ass to brew up with the rest in me.

 

Yeah, I would definitely tell Tommy about my weekend.  That should piss him off at me.  Oh, what trouble I create for myself and end up having to pay the price of the piper.

 

Monday morning rolled around, and I found that true to form I “pissed off” Tommy with my weekend tale.  He took great exception to my being such a slut and punished me in his manner befitting such information being received.  I had some aches and soreness but as to exactly the cause of it who knows.  I certainly don’t care considering the probability of the cause.

 

I saw Tommy off by 8:30 and went to take a long soak and bath.  My girls kept me aware of the time and all too soon I was out of the tub dressing for the office.  It was nice being the boss.  I could come and go as I pleased when I pleased and wear whatever I wanted.  I was never a stickler for “office attire” and gave a great latitude to my employees.  But, it was business and that was strictly adhered to at all times.

 

My arrival at my office never caused a stir.  There were genuine congenial feelings between me and my employees as well as between the vast majority of them.  In every office there are personality conflicts which I address quickly when such become known.  I went to my office picking up my work from my assistant’s desk.  I cleaned out the phone call slips quickly and worked on the emails.  Those of course always take time but I got rid of them soon enough.

 

Then, it was time for all the reports, projections, proposals, and financials.  In the midst of my work, I was interrupted by my assistant—Stuart—bringing me checks to authorize and updates on projects.  By 3:30, I was finished with my papers and dropped the last of the files back on my assistant’s desk.  He was the best I had ever had.  I do believe he would die rather than to reveal anything that he knew about the businesses.  He was well rewarded for such loyalty and devotion to duty.  Not bad at all for a twenty-seven year old who had landed the position just three years ago.  And, all by sheer accident for both of us and great joy.

 

I headed into the board room for my weekly meeting of department heads.  The meeting was typical meaning ninety percent of the talking was done by them with me asking questions that other department heads didn’t ask and always complimenting and thanking each in turn.  Without these men and women, I could not do what I do—which is a lot of nothing but sign the expense and pay checks.  Ah; there is importance in that.

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Part 7

 

There was a long list today, and we didn’t finish until almost 4:30.  I went back to my office and checked with Stuart and left for the day.  My employees were on flexible work time arriving as early as 7:30 and as late as 9:00.  Each worked 8 hours with one of those hours being a paid lunch plus two fifteen-minute breaks as required by law.  I wanted employees who worked and these people did. 

 

I made the incentives and benefits good enough that rarely did anyone ever leave for another company.  Every employee had to take one day off with pay every two months plus the earned vacation time—up to six weeks—based on longevity with the company.  Full health insurance coverage and seven days that could be used for sick time or bereavement were all in the benefit package.  And, the profit sharing and 401K account that was earned were big hits.  Of course, when needed, these workers would come in early, stay late, and even worked weekends to finish projects.  My employees deserved being treated well for all their diligence and dedication.  In turn, they gave their all to their work making more money for my company and ultimately me.

 

This was my usual work day.  It was on occasion altered to allow for meeting potential new clients or taking clients to lunch or celebrating one of my staff’s birthdays (always a catered lunch).  I always had time for anyone in the offices who had a suggestion to make or question to ask.  Listening was a key element.  Employees need to have input on business even if they are incorrect in their primary assumption.  I always took time to explain how and why they were wrong but stressed that they were appreciated in thinking about the companies and to continue doing so.  Many, many suggestions were either implemented or re-worked to fit our need and then implemented.  I believe strongly in employee involvement.  There is worth and value earned from listening.

 

So, this was my week.  Of course, at night, I was with my girls.  We played in the back yard or went for walks through the neighborhood where they got to visit with neighbors as I visited with neighbors.  We three were known as the neighborhood snobs.  We spoke to everyone be they human or canine.  We begrudgingly spoke to squirrels, cats, hamsters, birds, and other critters when enough of a clamor was raised.  So, snobs we are.

 

I did get a message from LaShaun on Wednesday.  When I got home, he had called to tell me that the three of them would be at my place on Saturday about ten.  Odd that he called then because also when I got home there seemed to be something different.  It was just a feeling but I couldn’t shake it.  Then, late Wednesday night I finally put a name on it:  James had been there.  I started looking all around and found where he had had a cup of coffee. 

 

I went to my bedroom.  I looked at the bed and then began a slow scan around the room looking for any signs for anything amiss.  I saw nothing obvious and began a very thorough closer look everywhere.  I found a lens which was super well hidden and not obvious at all.  I then thought about James and looked for more lens.  I found two more.  He had all angles covered and everything well hidden.  I did wonder about the legality . . . but, James was James.

 

Friday dawned on me, and I did a usual at work getting back home about four.  I took care of my girls and went to work on myself.  I needed to be ready for Dim to arrive later with my goodies.  Dim is Dimitri for short.  He was a Russian émigré whom I befriended when he began working at my favorite ABS.  He had become real at home here adapting himself and making a niche in the adult industry.  He and I met when I visited his ABS one evening a few months after his beginning to work there.  Dim had become very interested and knowledgeable about his stock.  He never blanched at any question and was very honest and forthcoming with his customers.  Eventually, I made a special deal with him which to this day he has come through for me every time I call with a request.

 

I was stretched out on the bed watching television when the front door bell rang.  My barkers were up and gone alerting the bell ringer that they were not to enter.  I got to the door and signaled for quiet and opened it to Dim.  He came in and greeted my girls who wiggled and grinned back at him.  They liked Dim a lot.  They preferred to follow him around the house instead of me when he visits.  Traitors.

 

We went to the kitchen where I had brewed a fresh pot of coffee.  Dim liked my coffee.  It’s coffee; that’s it.  I poured him a cup and took a half cup for myself.  We talked at the table as he was nudged and requested attention by my girls.  Dim talked but kept his empty hand busy rubbing them in turn until they were covered with his scent which satisfied them and they lay down near him.

 

“I got you some real prizes this time.  You sure are a pervert,” Dim finally said to me.  “I also got in a couple of special toys I thought you might like.”  He reached over and opened his bag producing a long strangely shaped toy which I immediately recognized.  I beamed with excitement and appreciation.  Dim had brought me a new toy alright.  It was a dildo in fact and one which I did not have.  It was a dildo of a horse’s dick.  Whoa, Trigger!

 

“I also got what you ordered.  And, let me tell you that this week was a busy one.  I’ve never had so many to show up for you,” Dim said as he once more stuck his hand in his bag.  He pulled out a plastic bag filled with condoms which had obviously been used.  “Even with this many, I had to drain some into others to get them all in here.  So, you got the biggest lot ever from me.”

 

My eyes widened at the number.  Dim was such a good contact.  I opened the bag and picked out three of the fattest condoms I saw.  There still remained at least a half dozen that were almost full and maybe twelve to fifteen or so that were not quite as full but still useable.  I fondled the three and grinned at Dim who sat smiling back at me with that evil smile of his.  He got this look every time we got together but always after he had presented me with my order.

 

Dim was evil incarnate even though he would never admit it.  He had such an evil mind I could tell but he always kept himself in check for the most part.  He would let loose on occasion but not very often or so much.  Perhaps he knew that if he let go there might not be any stopping him.  I just had not decided if this was the case or not but I knew one thing for sure:  I sure enjoyed a visit with Dim . . . and he enjoyed a visit with me.

 

Talking with Dim, you could still detect a little accent and with each visit his English skill was improved.  He read voraciously and listened to anything on the radio or television.  He had coal black eyes; slightly wavy jet black hair worn short to moderate length; dark skin; stood 6 feet 5 inches in stocking feet; always clean shaven; muscled forearms, biceps, chest, thighs, and calves; a 36-inch waist; hands that were big yet not paw-like with fingers that were long and thin; a deep resonant voice; a thickly furred chest full of the same wavy jet black hair that I’m sure blocked out the sun yet allowed his large dark brown masculine nipples to be highlighted in that fur; the same wavy jet black hair on his arms, legs, ass cheeks, small of his back, and crotch reaching down and all around his super low slung ball sack which was stuffed with heavy huge balls.  No doubt carting such a pair around caused his ball sack to sag to such a low position. 

 

And, then, there was Stuffer that belonged to Dim.  When I first met Dim, I thought he was a vision all encompassing.  I still think that.  I really never gave it very long thought but hoped in the back of my mind that he would continue with the same proportional and hot visual when he was naked and showing his dick.  Oh, how little did I know the visual he would be.  The first time I saw Dim naked was in my bedroom, and the sight truly took my breath away.  The huge hood that covered his fat—an understatement—mushroom head stretched back onto his flaccid cock that looked like a small boa constrictor resting and unafraid.  I noted that the hood that covered his mushroom head was a dull black color that lightened up to match the dark skin that covered the rest of his body.  This dick disappeared into the thick jet black super wavy crotch hair.  I got to see all of this man the first time he made one of his deliveries to me for my special order.

 

I took the plastic bag from Dim and placed it in the refrigerator.  He rose from his chair and the four of us walked silently to the bedroom.  The girls settled on the floor.  Dim walked over to a chair where he began to strip.  I began opening and closing drawers looking for some tools.  I pulled out the applicator and funnel and placed them in the top drawer of the night stand.  I went to the bathroom and returned with some additional towels.  Dim had finished undressing, and we both climbed onto the bed.  We met in the middle where he wrapped his long arms around me as I did him.  He leaned down, and we began kissing as we knelt on the bed.  The longer we kissed the more we wanted from the other and moved on.

 

We separated, and I moved to the middle of the bed kneeling with my head resting on the mattress.  Dim had moved to the side of the bed next to the open drawer.  He pulled out the nail clipper and picked up one of the fat condoms that he had brought with him.  He held the condom at the top as the tied end hung down.  He made a small snip in the end and as he carefully held the condom inserting the applicator.  He placed the applicator in his mouth as he adjusted the condom in his hand.  Finally, as he gently squeezed the condom forcing the watery cum loads upward, he pulled back slowly on the plunger sucking up the watery cum into the applicator.

 

“You’re a fucking pervert.  You know that?  Taking all this old cum in your ass just so you can lay claim to taking all the loads.  You are just sick, man,” Dim chided me as he laughed.

 

“Yes, I have a right to lay claim to taking all that cum in my ass because it is going in my ass.  What is a more important point is that YOU enjoy feeling all that cum in my ass as you’re fucking me.  You know it; I know it; and everyone who knows you knows you love fucking a butt with cum loads in it already.  And, if this makes me a fucking pervert, what does it make you?” I responded and laughed equally as much.

 

“Load one is ready,” Dim said.  He tossed the condom in the trash can and turned slightly to face me.  He carefully placed the tip of the applicator at my hole and began pushing inward.  No lube so Dim depressed the plunger slightly until he saw beads of liquid forming and then pushed forward a little harder.  The entire applicator began sliding inward until it had popped through.  Dim now carefully steadied himself and continued to push the applicator inside me as he depressed the plunger more and more.  He was going to provide an easier entry for the next round.  Once fully inserted, he depressed the plunger the remainder of the way injecting the watery cum loads inside.

 

Dim withdrew the applicator slowly and repeated the process twice more.  Each time was easier.  I could feel the excess liquid running around inside me.  I was feeling giddy.  Dim placed the applicator on a towel on the night stand and began working his fingers inside me easily at first and then rougher.  Eventually he was really driving his long slender fingers as far as he could push them and began abrading and scratching my insides.  Once he had finished this part of the foreplay, Dim moved behind me pushing my ass a little lower.  I felt him put his now hardening dick up to my hole and waited in anticipation.  This was going to be excruciating, and we both knew it.

 

I heard the telltale sound of hissing behind me.  Short to medium bursts of a spray being muffled by a cover.  When I heard the fourth hissing sound, I reached backwards with my right hand and held it upward.  I felt a cloth handed to me as something hit the bed.  I quickly moved the cloth to my mouth where I inserted the cloth exhaling through my nose quickly and deeply.  I closed my lips around the cloth tightly and once finished with the exhale began a deep and steady inhale through the cloth drawing the vapors into my lungs deeply.  I held the vapors there for several seconds and repeated.  With each inhale, I became less and less aware of my surroundings and began floating and relaxing.  By the fifth inhale through my mouth, there wasn’t much activity from me as I sagged further down almost losing consciousness.

 

Awareness of pressure but unsure what or where.  I was out in a fog floating around.  What was happening?  What was that again?  Pain?  Yes; pain.  What was happening?  Was I burning?  Was I on fire?  Yes, but not with a burning flame that consumed.  I was on fire from the pain that now registered me awake more.  I began to rouse myself as Dim pushed more and more of his dick inside me.  He now had that fat uncut dick head of his inside me and my pain receptors were screaming at how he was forcing more of his bloated dick inside.

 

“Fucker, you better breathe some more of that shit.  This isn’t going to be easy, and you know it,” Dim said in a voice far, far away.  I heard him but didn’t follow his orders as I was too numbed to respond.

 

As the pressure mounted from his entry, the more my pain receptors began making sense to me until I remembered I had to keep myself doctored up until he was all the way in me.  I began sucking the vapors once more but there wasn’t as much on the rag.  I removed it from my mouth and fumbling handed it back to him.  I heard the hissing sound as I became more aware of my surroundings.  I rushed the cloth back to my mouth and once more began inhaling taking me back to a state of uncaring.  Dim began his inward movement once more pushing harder and harder dragging his dry uncoated half hard dick covering further inside me.  He was pushing my ass as wide as possible for entry.

 

At some point, Dim quit pushing and began pulling out of my ass until once more only the fat head of his dick remained inside me.  Again a reversal of direction only this time much smoother since his dick was now coated with the watery lube he had brought from his ABS.  He did not re-enter slowly but pushed quickly inward sliding past my opening slowing only when once more the dry part of his dick reached the opening but he pushed further into me.  The pain level was increasing once more.

 

We followed the process of getting more ethyl into me as Dim worked his huge dick inside my ass.  We knew from our previous fucking that this was how the first time in we had to work together to get all of him in me.  The pain was glorious; an extreme luxury for me.  The fact that I would and could take all of Dim’s dick inside me where he would fuck and blow his loads made us a pair.  We teased each other but respected each other, too.

 

Dim finally hit bottom.  I knew because his now fully bloated uncut dick was pushing my prostate around causing my balls and dick to react.  Dim wiggled around inside me as we let the ethyl wear off as his dick grew just a bit more.  I was stretched out like a rubber band ready to snap.  Dim reached up taking the cloth out of my mouth tossing it to the drawer.  From here on, it was going to be sheer pain for me which I would not stop under any circumstances.

 

“You ready, man,” Dim asked.

 

“As if I’d tell you I wasn’t,” I said somewhat slurred.  We both chuckled.

 

Dim waggled his dick around in my ass rubbing all over my prostate driving me crazy and my balls nuts.  He slowly began withdrawing his dick from me.  There is no way I can express the total emptiness of my ass when he pulls out of me.  He had perfect timing as he never accidentally popped out of my ass.  There would be a time when he would pop out but it would be intentional.

 

For now, I raised myself up off the mattress and Dim wrapped his right arm around my waist as his left hand reached around to my left nipple.  He began his murderous assault on my left nipple as he held me in place with his right arm.  To say that he tortured my nipple is so such an understatement.  The pain was/is the most intense and searing I’ve ever felt on my nipple.  He is a god when it comes to nipple torture, and I adore him for it.

 

Dim began his locomotion in my ass.  He was just like a train leaving a station.  He started very slowly and over time gradually built up his steam that drove his piston in and out of my ass.  He would pull out so that just the fat head was still inside and then plunge back inside driving not only my prostate down that road to eruption but also his balls down that same road.  He was always on a slow tour of the countryside on this train trip he took us, and it was always a long trip.  He never varied his position or slackened on doing two things at one time.  His mind was strong enough to concentrate on destroying my left nipple at the same time that he was using my ass for stimulating his dick.  His balls were huge and hung pendulously in that great sack of his.  They swung forward and backward in rhythm with his fucking motion in and out.  They always swung up and hit my own balls.  It was such a sensual feeling knowing that his balls were so big.  I loved just looking at them and feeling them slap against my own balls gave me a sense of accomplishment and lust.

 

Dim had such control.  It was as if he had a timer that moved an inner speed throttle forward inside of him.  On the short term, his fucking was all at the same speed but after the fact I could tell that he had begun picking up speed but very, very slowly.  The pain that I experienced was only in the initial fucking.  After about ten minutes, there was nothing but pure pleasure in feeling his great dick pumping in and out of my hole as his balls literally slapped my balls.  And, almost from the beginning, I would leak pre-cum like I was a colander.  The spot beneath me was always soaked with copious amounts of my pre-cum.

 

Then after all the crushing, pinching, twisting, and pulling of my left nipple and fucking my ass somehow, Dim would find a way that created such pain again in my nipple.  It was as if he found one spot that had not been touched by his torture, and he had found it at just the right time.  It was at this point when he would find that spot and create that last outpouring of pain recognition in me that Dim would three times pull his dick completely out of my ass and then ram it full force as hard as he could jolting me as he crashed into the inside of me destroying—I thought—my prostate.  On the third re-entry, he held his dick fully inserted inside me releasing his cum in torrents as if it were a monsoon.  At the same time, he released his hold of my left nipple causing such intense pain once more that rivaled the initial pain.  The blood flooded back into my nipple causing this round of pain.  Dim would then grab my left shoulder and pull me to him.  He made sure that all of his cum was going inside me as deep as possible.  And, with his just over 10 inches, there was no place for his cum load to go but deep inside me.

 

We both heaved and panted as wave after wave after wave of his body fluid filled me.  When his dozen or more pulses began to subside and grow further apart, we would slowly in unison lower ourselves down onto the bed so that he stretched out fully between my legs which I had maneuvered upward in an attempt to stay coupled with him and keep his dick in my ass.  We would lay there together wet from all the sweating and bask in such stupendous fucking.

 

Time would tell us that at least a half hour had passed usually.  Dim was super, and I loved him fucking me.  I loved his cum loads.

 

Once rested and cooled off, Dim would slowly begin raising himself up off me pulling his now softening dick from my ass.  I learned never to get up right away as there was such a filling in my ass of not only what Dim had injected into me but, well, what Dim had injected in me that belonged to him.  I twisted around on the bed so that I gently would lick clean his dick being sure not to cause him too much discomfort because of sensitivity.

 

“You know, you are really a hot fuck, man, and I’m glad to get in there.  I love all that liquid I get to push in you, too, knowing where it came from.  Do you tell other friends about what you do?” Dim asked.

 

“Only the ones who understand me and know me well enough,” I said.  “No one and I mean this but no one fucks me like you do.  Guys fuck me when I have cum in me but not like you do.  It is sooooo fucking hot to me knowing you get off on that.”

 

“When you called for an order and asked me to drop them off tonight, I could barely make it through the week.  And, then, finding so many fucking condoms, too.  That was such a turn on when I saw the number just continued to grow.  I don’t think there’s been as much to use,” Dim said in surprise and was pleased.

 

“Well, it just was meant to be is all.  The sex gods were smiling on the both of us,” I said.

 

I lay there next to Dim; me on my stomach and he on his back.  We both were waiting for the few minutes that it would take for Dim to recharge for his quick second load.  This was how he was.  He fucked forever on his first load, recouped in no time and then pounded a quickie load in my ass in less than 10 minutes.  I wondered how old he was but wouldn’t ask.  It didn’t matter to me.  I had also thought about hiring him but thought better of it.  Besides, who would I call for special orders?  Still. . . .

 

As I mulled over these thoughts, Dim sat up and began to move between my legs.  I moved up onto my knees.  Once in position, Dim began his assault on my ass with his fingers.  I looked backwards between my legs watching his dick.  The more he played with his fingers in my ass the more his dick began to rouse itself rolling around and bouncing gently at first and then began lifting its head upward.  I knew at what point Dim would be ready.  It was always when his dick got about half hard there would be a sudden rush of pre-cum dribble out of his dick.  He would be primed at that point, and it was always tied to his using his long fingers in my ass to play in the cum as he scratched and abraded my interior.

 

“Bill, I hope you don’t take offense at this.  I get so really turned on at pouring all that unknown cum in your ass and then fucking you pushing it inside you deeper and pushing it up against your ass walls.  And, you let me play in your ass scratching you with my nails and roughing you up.  Then, you let me drop another load after I’ve scratched you up good and finally shove a dildo in you.  You told me that you slept with it stuffed in you every time.  You know all that makes you more susceptible to getting HIV.  The thought of that just turns me on, man.” Dim confessed to me.

 

I knelt there for a few seconds and finally said, “Dim, you keep telling yourself all that and let it turn you on.  I know everything that you’ve told me is true.  You enjoy doing what you’re doing, and I enjoy what you’re doing.  So, as long as YOU are not afraid of HIV and still want to fuck me, you will always be welcome in my ass.” I told him.

 

“You are such a fucking sick pervert,” he said and laughed.

 

“Again, this makes you then what?” I replied.

 

I saw the dribble and moved my head.  Dim pulled his fingers out of my ass and rose up on his knees behind me.  He put the black hood cover up to my ass hole, and I could feel him peeling back some of the extra skin.  He had the tip of that fat head now pressed at my opening. 

 

“You know, I’d love to beat you sometime; maybe more.  I know you love to get fucked but I also know you love pain,” Dim said as he knelt behind me.

 

“When the time is right and you want to, we can arrange that.  But, until you’re ready to let yourself go in that way, you just use Stuffer in me and give me a good pain job as you fuck me and fill me up with another one of your ball malts,” I said.

 

“Don’t make me an offer like that.  I’ll take you up on it,” Dim said.  Before I could respond to him, he reached up with both hands grabbing my shoulders and sank his almost fully hard dick inside me.  He caught me off guard.  We had been chatting, and I was distracted and didn’t notice that his dick had gotten a lot harder.  He caught me off guard also by how quickly he had grabbed me pulling me so quickly backwards onto his dick as he had thrust his hips forward driving Stuffer full length into me.  I did see stars which was unusual for round two.  Later, I realized that Dim was making a point to me.

 

I made a quick gasp and cry but caught myself from anything further.  I kept my pain to myself but did tense up which I’m sure he expected but said nothing.  Dim wasted no time and there was no honeymoon this time.  He went right to work on my prostate and balls.  While his huge dick head was punching out my prostate his balls were banging my balls.  This was the most vicious attack Dim had ever given me on a second fuck.  It was not the usual fast but constant thrusting that he did.  He deliberately was out to cause pain in me which was accepted with joy and glee.

 

In five minutes though, Dim was already dropping sweat onto my back as his attack on my ass mounted harder and harder.  His hands on my shoulders gripped harder and harder as his balls slapped my balls harder and harder.  Dim was going to make this a lesson for me.  I took everything that he punched at me and pushed myself backwards onto his dick with each forward thrust he made.  Timing and tempo was on equal par between us.  Then, there were those three full withdrawals of his slamming into me on that third one full force almost knocking me off balance.  I was saved only by the fact that he had such a vise grip on my shoulders that kept me from being pushed through the headboard of the bed.

 

Dim let Stuffer push more and more of his jiz into my ass to race around to find his other load.  He was panting hard as he dripped his salty sweat onto my back.  Then, again after about a dozen pumps, we slumped down onto the bed once more.  This time, though, Dim had a different plan than our usual resting together.

 

“Clamp your ass together; I’m coming out now,” he said with determination if not authority.  I followed orders, and he withdrew Stuffer from me.  He moved back between my legs, and I began to twist around to clean his cock.  “Stay there.”  I stopped.  He pulled my hips up a little then ran his hands down my thighs and pushed my legs.  I spread them as wide as I could for him to have access.

 

Dim shoved three of his fingers inside me and began twisting and turning them wildly as he used his nails.  He twisted his fingers left and right while fully inserted in me slicing me and then would pull his fingers out so that his nails were scraping along the now tender skin.  He continued to do this for about five minutes or so until he was satisfied.

 

“You’re a fucking cum whore, and I fucking love using you like one.  I am going to do everything that I can to get you poz.  And, when I do, I’m going to keep doing the same thing to you so that I’ll get it from you.  You’re a sick pervert . . . and so am I,” Dim soberly said from behind me.  “Bill, none of this though is a proposal.  It’s strictly fucking with you and that’s all it can be.  I really hope you can handle what I’ve said.”

 

“Dim, you and Stuffer are always welcome in my ass.  You getting me poz and doing everything you can to get me there would be an honor.  But, don’t you think I might be poz already,” I asked.

 

“Yes, a big possibility of that knowing you.  But, you’ve not told me you are; I’ve not told you my status.  Well, not until just now.  So, as far as I’m concerned you’re neg until I learn otherwise from you,” Dim said.  Dim reached over to the drawer and took out a black cock-shaped dildo and pushed it in my ass fully.  “Now, that should keep all that in there for tonight and let it brew.”  He patted my cheeks and moved away.

 

I righted myself then chased him down on the bed shoving as much of his dick into my mouth and starting my cleaning.  I finished him up soon enough.  Damn; he tasted so good.

 

“So, does this mean that you’re going to spend the night fucking me,” I asked.

 

Dim thought about it.  He had always fucked me twice and left.  “You know, you’re right.  But, the only thing about me fucking you is I’m shooting neg loads.”

 

“But, all those loads you put in me might be poz ones which might tag you,” I pointed out.

 

Dim mulled this over.  “Let your dogs out and let’s go to sleep for awhile.  I might find some more in me and get me some.”

I got up and took care of my girls.  It was after midnight.  They came in to the bedroom where Dim was still in bed.  I crawled in bed next to him.  He flipped out the light.  We spooned.

 

“Dim, I do appreciate and am turned on by what you said about getting me converted and then you converting.  I also like very much your talking about beating me.  We’ll talk more about both but do understand that they both are very agreeable to me.  One last thing:  If you wake up in the night and want to fuck, just roll me over, pull out that dildo, and drive on in.  I’ll wake up eventually and join in.  You’re welcome in my ass anytime,” I said.

 

Dim reached down to my neck and bit it moderately hard.  I said nothing as his hand moved from my waist up to my nipple where he once more began moderately torturing it.  Still, I said nothing.  He released my nipple and stopped biting at the same time.  We drifted off to sleep until I awoke being pushed over onto my stomach.  The dildo was pulled out of my ass.  I felt Dim moving over me and spread my legs.  Once more he fucked me quickly and shot his load deep inside me.  This time though he didn’t pull out but moved my right leg so that we could roll back to spooning.  I stayed impaled on his dick using it for a plug for the rest of the night.

 

I don’t know why but we both woke up within seconds of each other the next morning.  The horrid realization was that it was only seven o’clock, and we were wide awake.  I pulled off Dim’s dick or what was left sticking in my ass and got out of bed.  I went to let the girls out as Dim moved into the bathroom.  I came back to the kitchen and put on a fresh pot of coffee and prepared their breakfast.  I was headed back to the bedroom when Dim rounded the corner.

 

“I was coming to get you for some breakfast.  I don’t cook a fancy meal but do have some things in,” I said as we both returned to the kitchen.  “How about some bacon and eggs or waffles from a toaster?  I put on some coffee.”

 

“I’ll have some bacon and scrambled eggs if you don’t mind and coffee.  Any toast?” Dim asked.

 

I set to and began cracking eggs, putting bread in the toaster, frying bacon, pouring two cups of coffee taking one to Dim, and pulling out butter, jelly, and jam from the refrigerator.  I orchestrated the morning ritual performed in millions of homes but rarely in my own.  I wasn’t much on cooking and had minimal skill at it.  This short order though I could do and served my guest soon enough.

 

I drank a cup of coffee and had a bottle of Ensure.  What goes in will come out, and I had to be all primed and ready by 9:30 at the latest.  No sense in ruining the schedule.  I’d eat later but the breakfast did look and smell extra good today.

 

Dim finished.  I put his plate and utensils in the dishwasher and refilled his cup with coffee and mine.  We sat naked at the table drinking our coffee.  “I had best be going,” Dim finally said rising.  I stood up also and took our cups to the dishwasher.  We walked back to the bedroom together.  As I walked over to the chair where Dim’s clothes were, I felt his presence close to me.  I was reaching out for his shirt when he grabbed me and spun me around.  He wrapped his arms around me pulling me close to him and kissed me deeply.

 

“That, you pervert, was to thank you with the deepest of sincerity from me.  You have been a very good friend as well as an excellent perverted fuck buddy.  What I said to you I meant—every word of it.  But, no strings to you other than friendship and very hot sex,” Dim said pushing me aside and laughing.

 

“Oh, that’s the way it is.  You get your jollies and then just toss me to the side.  You men are all alike:  use’m and lose’m.  You fucker,” I responded and laughed.  I helped Dim dress and saw him to the door.  The girls went with us and said their good-byes as well.  We returned to the bedroom.  I stripped the bed and put on fresh linen, tidied up, and made sure the night stand drawer was ready.  I went to the frig and retrieved some of the condoms from there.  Then, I ran a tub of hot water and sank in to soak good and long.  I drowsed as I soaked.  But, time was passing. 

 

Part 8

 

I made sure that I was ready for my Saturday morning with my neighborhood threesome and got out of the tub.  I dressed for the occasion and told the girls they would need to stay in their bedroom for awhile.  I heard a vehicle in the drive and hurried to the bedroom engaging the camera that James had installed.  I then headed to the door with my shadows.

 

The bell rang before I got there, so, I signaled for quiet before the den got started too much.  Seated away from the door my girls waited for company.  I opened it to see LaShaun, Judge, and Kevin standing and waiting.  I welcomed them in and introduced them to my girls.  I sent my girls to their room and asked if anyone wanted something to drink.  We retired to my bedroom.

 

Since I was wearing nothing but a black jockstrap, on the way the three of them began stripping so that once we reached my bedroom, we were all on equal footing.  In fact, I was the wearing the most and started to take my jock off.  “No, man; leave it on.  On you, looks good,” Judge said.  So, I did.

 

“I know that LaShaun likes to fuck in cum from other men.  I suppose you two do also after our meeting last weekend.  So, I am prepared even this weekend and hope no one objects.  I have a friend who looks after me at a local book store and brought me some supplies last night.  So, with your permission and agreement, who is going to do the honors of lubing me up?” I asked as I brought out my funnel and tied off used condoms.

 

The looks on their faces were priceless.  I laid the filled tubes on the night stand along with an applicator and nail clippers.  “Now, you can use the applicator for depth or just snip the end a little, shove it in my ass, and let it drain and pool at the opening and let whoever goes first spread it throughout and add all of your own to the pool or last is to shove the funnel in my ass, clip the condoms, and drain them in me.”  I climbed up on the bed and positioned myself in the middle and waited.  “To use the applicator, just snip a small opening, insert the intake on the barrel, and pull the plunger out as you hold the barrel and condom upright.  The applicator fills easily enough.”

 

“You a fuckin’ ho, man,” LaShaun said finally and began laughing.  Judge and Kevin joined in laughing.  “An’ seein’s how I found him, I’m goin’ first.”  LaShaun moved forward picking up one of the tubes and the nail clippers.  I began gently rubbing then lightly pinching my nipples.  Soon enough I heard the clippers being put back on the night stand and seconds later a movement at the end of the bed.  I continued my ritual as LaShaun moved up close to me.

 

I felt LaShaun’s inexperienced fingers working at inserting the clipped tube into my ass.  “Take the condom and hold it so that the hole that you cut in the end is at the top.  Put your finger on the side of the hole that you cut and as it dangles down push the hole inside my ass.  If you can, wrap the end of the condom around your finger to force it in me.  Once inside, raise the condom and gently squeeze the contents inside me.  Use your finger to pull my ass open so that the cum can easily drain into me.  As you can see, I’ve got several of them.  You three decide how many you want in me.  Oh, and I’ve been chilling them in the refrigerator all night.  You might want to let my ass warm them up before sliding in.”

 

“Damn, man!  You a big ho’,” I heard Kevin say laughing.  Judge also laughed.

 

LaShaun followed my directions and soon enough I felt the fluid draining into me with a chill.  I shivered in anticipation of taking the cum from unknown men and ultimately the feeling of these three men fucking me and adding to my brew.  I flashed about the thought of James watching them later.  I hoped that I would be allowed to watch.

 

“How many you think he needs,” LaShaun asked?  “We gonna add to it but man yo’ know I love that manpussy to be sloppy an’ you do too.”

 

I heard a slight movement to my right turning to watch.  I saw Judge and Kevin at the night stand picking through the selection picking them up and holding them to see how much was in each.  After a thorough review, Judge handed LaShaun another condom and the clippers.  “Put that’en in an these two.  That oughta be good an sloppy.”

 

I returned to manipulating myself as LaShaun prepped and deposited the cum out of the three chosen condoms.  I felt the fluid draining into me chilled but was soon warmed.  I did shiver a few times.  I sensed that LaShaun was doing something to his cock and supposed that he was putting some of the remnants from the condoms on his cock as entry lube.  I felt another presence on the bed and looked up finding Judge moving onto the bed positioning himself in front of me.  I rearranged myself to accommodate him slipping downward so that I could suck him while LaShaun fucked me.  I was going to be kept busy at both ends.  Oh, well; waste not time and feelings.

 

“Oh, and I do remember what you said, LaShaun, at Starkland.  Not a sound from me,” I relayed.  I moved back a bit to allow Judge to move to a comfortable position below me.  LaShaun moved into position as I lowered my head opening my mouth and inhaling Judge’s cock halfway.  I closed my mouth and looked up at him and winked as I grinned as best that I could.  I felt LaShaun begin to push his dick into my hole.  He was lined up perfectly.

 

Once again, with lightning speed, LaShaun entered my ass full throttle and full length of his cock.  The pain was excruciatingly wonderful.  He did such a beautiful job on providing that oh so hurtful entry which I loved.  I squeezed my eyes tightly and held all sounds in my throat.  As soon as I could regain composure, I began my finishing consumption of Judge’s cock and sucked on him for relief as LaShaun began his fucking my ass.  With every thrust and withdrawal, LaShaun sent my nerve endings screaming at my brain where they were greeted with joy and elation.  My cock began to harden from the painful pleasure he was giving me and dripped my pre-cum fluid in a puddle beneath me.

 

I continued my duty to Judge and slathered it up with my mouth.  Up and down I went worshipping his dick as it should be.  This was the dick that most likely was going in my ass next if protocol was followed.  The man whose dick is sucked gets to fuck next and is replaced by another man.  This would be tricky though as LaShaun’s dick had to be cleaned before I could begin sucking on Kevin’s dick.  That was etiquette, too.

 

LaShaun continued his assault on my ass.  He was so good at it.  I flashed back to Starkland and when I first met him.  What an introduction it was.  And, going home with him was just an added treat by getting more cum from him as well as Judge and Kevin.  Last weekend was a treat just as this weekend was going to become.

 

I could hear some telltale slurping sound as LaShaun was fucking my ass.  He no doubt was scrubbing the contents of those three condoms into a typical frothy mixture that makes the slurping sound that I was hearing.  He was enjoying that slamming into my ass as much as I was and feeling his dick as it stretched my hole wide open accepting his full body thrusts as he entered and withdrew.  It was wonderful having two such magnificent dicks in me.

 

In all too soon a fashion, LaShaun said, “Man, you gonna get yo hole filled up today.  You gonna take on as much from us as you did in dem rubbas.  You jus’ a white bitch ho ain’t chu?”  he laughed as he began his increased fucking rhythm.  I continued working my mouth on Judge’s dick but not so that he would shoot his load in my mouth.  Oh, no; it was going in my ass.

 

“You fuckin’ white kunt.  Yo manpussy is all slimey now and full of all that cum you got from dat book sto and now you gonna get a big dose of my own.  YOU . . . FUCKIN’ . . . BITCH . . . TAKE . . . MY . . . FUCKIN’ . . . JUICE!  I’M . . . GONNA . . . NUT!”  And, with that, LaShaun shoved his dick full force deep in my ass and began spewing his gooey white liquid into my ass as far as he could.  He had a death grip on my hips as he held me steady so that his dick could continue to convey his ball juice into me.  He did enjoy using white trash like me.

 

I held my mouth steady on Judge’s dick as wad after wad of LaShaun’s cum shot into me.  I felt his sweat dropping onto me as my own had popped out on me.  It was a good mix of the two just like LaShaun’s dick was a good mix with my ass.  Perfect harmony between us.

 

Judge began extracting himself from beneath me as LaShaun’s explosion into me began to subside.  I began milking his dick with gentle squeezing.  He shivered.  When Judge once more stood on the floor, LaShaun loosened his grip on my hips and began slowly withdrawing his softening dick from my ass.  He patted my cheeks when his dick made its total withdrawal and scooted backwards off the bed.  I turned myself to him opening my mouth.  He came up beside me, and I gently sucked his dick slowly into my mouth where I cleaned it thoroughly.

 

Judge had begun his kneel walk up to my ass as LaShaun withdrew from my mouth.  Though Judge was the shortest of the three, he still had a beautiful uncut fat dick which worked wonders in my ass.  I remembered well the big veins on his dick.  They felt wonderful as they had been sliding in and out of my mouth.  They felt even better when they were in my ass.

 

Judge began sliding in my ass slowly taking his time.  He was steel hard as the hood on his dick peeled back as Judge pushed forward opening my hole for his dick.  The feeling of peeling back a hood is so distinctive and arousing.  As one can feel that peeling sensation, the mind races forward knowing that in moments there will be another fully inserted hard dick that will begin the ritual dance of the piston.  I momentarily thought of how much cum would this man give me.  I wish there were some way of measuring all those cum loads.  Then, I focused my brain and mouth on the beautiful black dick that was now beneath me.

 

Kevin had slid in beneath me after making a stop off in the bathroom.  LaShaun had brought a chair closer to the bed for a better view.  I smiled wickedly at him as I turned my head downward to take in Kevin’s dick.  I began sucking on it and slathering it with copious amounts of spit as I remembered the last time I had had it in my mouth and ass.  Oh, what a time I had had enjoying that huge black dick with an almost equally as large PA.  I needed to feel this dick pumping up to its fullness.  Judge at the same time had finished his entry in my ass and was holding himself fully imbedded there.

 

Judge began working his magic on his black dick.  He pumped it in and out of my ass lubing the full shaft as well as churning up the contents of my ass.  He held my hips with a good grip as he continued to shove his dick into my body as I sucked on Kevin’s dick.  I tried wetting Kevin’s dick with my mouth as much as my ass was wetting Judge’s dick with the contents it found inside me.  All those cum loads from anonymous men that were now mixing with LaShaun’s load of cum and soon the first load from Judge to be followed by Kevin’s load.  My ass was in a cum frenzy.

 

Kevin reached out and under me rubbing and squeezing my nipples.  He worked them over as I worked over his dick and Judge worked his dick more and more into my ass.  The three of us worked in harmony and with synchronized unity leading to the ultimate known ending.  Judge continued down his path of arousal by increasing his tempo and grasp of my hips.  I could tell he was revving up for his finality for this first round.  I concentrated on making sure that Kevin was continued in being primed for his entry inside my ass but never forgetting that it was Judge’s time now.

 

As the three of us continued in our roles, Judge took the lead finally by grasping my hips firmly and began a panting that was audible to all.  Faster and faster he began pumping in and out of my ass as his grip tightened on my hips.  Further and further he drove his primal dick into me preparing to flood me with his seeds of creation.  More and more he slowly sped up his tempo as I began to tighten my grip on his dick with my ass.  Milking his dick with the tempo he set was requiring more concentration meaning that my sucking on Kevin’s dick was taking a second role.  Kevin didn’t mind as he knew where his dick would soon be and was too intently watching the visual that was in front of him of Judge’s dick now flashing in and out of my ass as the sound of flesh slapping flesh got louder and louder.

 

“You . . . fuckin’ . . . bitch . . . I’m . . . gonna . . . feed . . . yo . . . manpussy . . . with . . . all . . . my . . . nut juice.  DAMN!  BITCH!” Judge yelled as he shoved his now steely hard dick full force and all the way inside me flooding my interior with more cum to mix with LaShaun’s cum and all the other cum that they had deposited in my ass gratis from Dim.  Judge held his dick fully inserted in me as salvo after salvo of his cum shot out of the end of his dick and became a part of my body.  He trembled and shook as his deposits were made and the sweat dripped from him onto me.

 

Kevin slowly began moving, and I allowed his dick to slip from my mouth as he extricated himself from beneath me.  I clung to Judge’s dick with my ass so that I milked him of every drop of his cum while gently stimulating him without causing distress.  Slowly, Judge began withdrawing himself hesitating ever so slightly as his dick head stayed just inside me.  With a gentle pop, he finally was released.  I held my ass tight so that no more than the bare minimum amount of cum escape from my hole.

 

As I settled in content in having taken two real fuck loads, Kevin was instantly on the bed with me prying my ass cheeks open.  He drove his mouth to my ass and began licking and slurping and nipping at my hole.  Once finished with this foreplay, Kevin rammed two of his fingers full length inside me.  I could feel that he was exploring how my inside felt.  Soon, though, he changed tactic and began using his fingernails on me.  “Yeah, man.  Gonna be different with me this time,” Kevin said.  He continued to abrade my insides.  I turned my head to look at LaShaun and Judge to see if I could detect if they understood what was happening.  I saw no realization in the face of either.  Kevin and I knew.

 

Soon, Kevin withdrew his fingers and made a couple of more lunges with his tongue and teeth before lining his PA-pierced dick head up with my hole.  He pushed inside me full force and with a furry.  “Lay down, man,” I heard him say.  The two of us lowered ourselves onto the mattress.  I pulled my legs outward and upward to all him full access to my ass which he understood.  He raised his body up off me and rested his hands on my shoulders as he took full control of my ass with his dick.  He began pounding my hole immediately.  This man was not only going to fuck me but he was going to breed me; somehow, I just knew he was going to breed me with his load just as he had bred me twice before.  Did LaShaun and Judge know?

 

I did my best to raise my hips upward to meet his wild thrusts with little success but did manage to milk his dick with my sphincter as he fucked me.  Every withdrawal that he made from my hole I grabbed his dick and squeezed releasing my grip once he had withdrawn as far as he was going to go before plunging back into me.  This show went on and on for LaShaun and Judge to watch.  Nothing like live porn to watch to prime your balls and dick for round two which was what the two of them were doing.  And, a show Kevin and I did give them to watch. 

 

Kevin began his final approach to filling me for round one.  He began pumping my ass harder and harder as he gripped my shoulders to steady himself.  Once more I felt that PA of his flipping back and forth on each full entry in me.  I knew what it was doing inside after what Kevin had done with his fingernails.  I continued to milk his dick as he fucked me and moaned my acceptance and approval of his fucking style.  He increased his tempo again as he slid his body down on top of mine wrapping his arms around my neck and holding onto me so as to steady himself as he drove his dick as far into me as he could.  I managed to upraise my ass ever so slightly giving him access to my hole for his dick but lost the ability to milk him as he fucked me.

 

“ARGHHH!  ARGHHH!  ARGHHH!  FUCKIN’ A, MAN!” Kevin shouted in my ear as he drove his dick deep into my ass and began unleashing his fluid.  More and more of his man seed flooded my gut mixing with all the other deposits that were in there.  Kevin shook and trembled as the overwhelming feeling of his release hit him.  He began choking me unwittingly as the throes of his ride flooded out of him through the end of his dick which was planted deeply inside me.  More and more of his ball fluid flooded into me as Kevin began to slowly relax and release his grip on my neck—just in time for me to breathe.  He lay on top of me as we both relished and reveled in what had just happened.

 

Kevin was spent.  I wondered just before he began getting up off me if he would be able to go for another round.  I gripped his dick gently but firmly as he slowly slid out of my ass.  I was determined to make sure that all of his DNA was going to go inside me and not go to waste dripping out somewhere else.

 

“Damn, man.  You three are sheer perfect to watch to prime me up agin,” LaShaun voiced.  I heard him rising out of his chair and approach the bed.

 

“Wait a minute.  I’m not finished just yet,” I heard Kevin say.  “I wanna play in his ass with my fingers.”  I knew why.  I wondered if everyone knew the reason.

 

Kevin was at my ass in no time.  I rose up off the bed just as he settled back onto the bed behind me.  I felt him spreading my cheeks and then felt his mouth encircle my ass and began a slow sensual sucking and tonguing my hole.  He increased his work on me until he had worked up to actually biting and nipping at me.  He finally gave a couple of big sloppy licks before pulling away and inserting his fingers once more.  Just as he had done earlier Kevin began twisting and turning his hands and fingers inside me.  He began fucking me with those three fingers working the contents into a light froth.  Then, he began making his real assault with the intention of doing “damage” for a purpose.  I knew what he was doing and gave him free access and tacit approval with my moans of satisfaction and encouragement.

 

When Kevin finished, he slipped off the bed quickly and up to my ear.  LaShaun and Judge had gone in the bath room to piss which we heard.  “Man, I wondered how you’d take it.  I know you want it ‘cause you didn’t do nuttin’ earlier or even now.  You know bout me now an’ I know bout you chaser.  You got good shot at it from me; I’m not on meds, man.  They don’t know.”

 

 “Nothing will be said by me,” I whispered back.  “Anytime you want to breed me like you did and more just call me.”  We heard the water going into the commode stop.  “Anytime, Kevin; anytime you are welcome in my ass to breed me fully.”

 

LaShaun and Judge returned to the room with Kevin and me grinning.  “You two are fuckin’ perverts,” LaShaun said “for different reasons.”

 

“Next,” I said.

 

The three of them repeated their performance for round two just as they had done before at their home down the street.  Kevin though this time restrained himself much to my slight dismay as I enjoyed his work.  I knew he would be back on his own, and we would have a very hot fuck session for a different reason.  The amount of cum that I got from the three of them for two rounds mixed with what they had put in me from Dim’s condoms filled me completely.  Despite relying on gravity to pull all that cum inside me there was some that slipped out making a huge spot on the bed.  Oh, well.  That’s what clothes washers are for and my cleaning service has come to expect.

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Part 9

 

After the three left, I retreated to the bedroom quickly and turned off the recorder.  I wondered if this session would please James.  I also wondered if there was sound.  Oh.  Fine time to think of that after what I had just said earlier to Kevin.  Well, maybe the whispering wasn’t loud enough to be picked up on a mike.  I grinned slyly and was very tired after their visit.  Kevin had a secret which he had shared with me.  I enjoyed that.  He would prove to be a valuable asset in the future—I was sure of that.  I wondered if I should tell James.  No, he said he didn’t want to know.  Still. . . .

 

I spent the rest of the day lazing and spending time with my babies.  It was a down time for me.  I just didn’t feel like doing anything else.  I did make a walk through my back yard and began formulating some ideas of what I wanted to do there this year.  I never left my yard alone but always changed something out.  It kept my yard crew busy having to tear out things they had previously built and/or planted, prepping the area, and then building and planting the new things.  Of course, having a work crew of three men who were willing to work together almost totally naked made supervising the endeavor worth it.  And, the fringe benefits they got and that I got were very nice, too.

 

Early evening rolled around, and the three of us had napped and ate a very light supper.  In fact, I drank mine.  We finally went to the TV room but nothing really interested me.  I was at loose ends.  No bar; no ABS; no cruising for street trash.  I just didn’t know what I wanted to do.  I finally settled on checking my on-line accounts.  I hadn’t done that in . . . when was the last time I had logged on?  No memory of the date told me it had been very long.

 

I turned off the TV and we trailed back to my home office.  I logged onto my computer and began the methodical visit of site after site.  Reading the emails and responding was my first order of business which was to give me an idea of how long it had been since I had logged on.  Fifteen days is not that bad is it?  After the emails, I gave a quick run through of who was online finding nothing of interest or at least nothing nearer than a continent away.  (Isn’t that the way it almost always is?)

 

Then, just as I was about to log off my last site, I got a site email notice.  I opened it and read.  I then viewed the profile including photos.  Not bad at all; profile reads hot and photos purport to agree with my assessment of the profile.  I wrote back beginning an exchange that would change my evening.  Not only somewhat nearby but a man that definitely was one that turned my head and juiced my energy.

 

We were blunt and direct with each other.  He was a horny top looking to breed—not fuck but breed—a willing bottom.  He was black; 6’ 6”; 260 pounds; shaved head; Van Gogh; definitely muscled from working; piercing dark eyes; hairy chest, arms, and legs; prominent nipples; pierced left nipple; enjoyed giving water sports wherever; partied some; loved rimming and being rimmed; enjoyed biting and nipple torture; slapping; whipping; role play; flogging; enjoyed having his balls and dick sucked; but most of all enjoyed breeding willing white men and was looking for now not a later time and had a fat cut big veined almost 9 inch dick.  After about a half dozen messages back and forth, I suggested that one of us should call the other, and I didn’t care who called whom.  I offered my phone number and asked for his if he wanted me to call him instead.

 

I waited for the longest between messages on this last one I sent him.  I suppose he was considering whether or not I was a phone freak or serious.  He finally said he would give me his number (which he did) but wanted to call me.  Okay.  If his number was valid, it was a show of trust and belief in me or at least a hesitant belief.  I told him I was going to log off and wait for his call then.  I would not log back on the site as I was ready to sign off when he had sent me his first message.  Without waiting for a response, I logged off and waited.

 

Just as I was giving up and about to leave my office, the phone rang.  I looked at the ID:  unknown.  I usually don’t answer such calls but let my answering machine take a message.  But, since I just handed out my number, it could have been my chatter from online.  I picked up the phone.  It was my online chat.

 

We made the usual small talk after an online meeting.  The chat then got serious about our profiles and what we had exchanged in our messages.  Without overstating our sincerity and sounding fake, we each confirmed our real penchant for what was printed in our profiles and what we had written each other.  As we had progressed in our phone talk, I had decided that I would make a pitch for a visit and mentioned that I had no plans for that evening and lived alone other than my two girls.

 

He hesitated for a bit or more was thinking it over.  “I’m not fond of dogs.  I was attacked by one.”

 

“Well, of course, every dog owner will tell you that the dogs that they own would never hurt anyone.  I agree.  But, they do sense fear.  My girls have their own room where they can go to stay if you decide to drop by to meet in person.  We won’t be disturbed.  But, that is only if you want to make the trip here.” I offered.

 

Contemplation.  “Okay.  I think it would take me about 40 minutes to get to your place though.  Unless I get lost and have to call for more directions.”

 

“That’s okay.  I can feed them their supper and send them to their room then in plenty of time.  I’ll give you the easiest directions.  You won’t get lost,” I offered.  I waited for him to get a pen and paper and then gave him detailed but easy directions to follow.  We said our good-byes and hung up.  I jumped up and told the girls they were having supper now but would have to go to their room for awhile while I had a visitor.  Yeah, as if they understood a word I said.  Well, yes, they did.

 

I made a mad dash for a fast last minute check up in the bathroom.  Then, rushed to let them out and ushered them into their room.  Back to the bedroom and made sure the drawer in the night stand was prepped and ready.  Finally, I changed into a pair of shorts and t-shirt with sandals and went back to the living room to wait.  I didn’t have long to wait.  A Jeep pulled into the drive only moments after I had settled on the sofa.

 

I met Daryl at the door as he was about to ring the bell.  He was all smiles and friendly.  He was wearing a form-fitting t-shirt with khaki pants and brown slip-on shoes.  We had exchanged names online so it was the typical first time meeting of someone about whom I knew and he knew something about the other but just not the person in the flesh.  We soon though were very comfortable and were chatting amicably as if we had known each other a very long time.  I offered something to drink and water is all that he wanted.  Daryl followed me to the kitchen.  I handed him the glass of water; he took something from his shirt pocket, popped it into his mouth, and drank all the water.  I placed the glass in the dishwasher but said nothing.

 

“You do have good dogs.  I’ve not heard any barking or anything.  Are they outside,” Daryl asked.

 

“No, they are in their bedroom where they were told to stay as I was having company.  They are very obedient and understand when I have company,” I said.  “They will stay there until I tell them they can come out.  It’s all about treating them with respect but laying down the rules, too.”

 

“What if they hear you getting it on heavy with a guy?  Can they get out,” he asked.

 

“The door isn’t closed.  They’ve been told to stay in the room; they will stay.  They do know if I’m in danger though and will protect me.  I’ve only once had to alert them that I needed help.  You are safe.  The call signal is nothing of common nature that would occur in normal conversation.  I have three different signals that alert them I need help.  Any one of those three will bring them to my aid.” I said hoping to allay his fear.

 

Daryl looked about the kitchen and at me.  I was sure he was pondering what I had just said.  “Would you like to see them?” I offered.

 

“No.  I really don’t like dogs.  I’m afraid of them.  I was attacked by one as I told you,” Daryl said quickly.

 

“I understand.  But, do understand you are not in any danger here from them.  These girls have been trained many long hours and are more obedient than the majority of children.  And, they are loved by me.  Shall we go back to the living room?” I offered.

 

We moved back to the front room and resettled on the sofa and resumed chatting about innocuous topics.  It seemed that we were old friends catching up on each other’s life.  We fell into an easy conversation about a number of different topics and passed time until finally Daryl began to make entendre remarks.  I didn’t think much of the first couple of them but then realized he was deliberately moving the conversation.  I followed.

 

Soon our conversation was much more direct.  I realized also that not only had he directed the conversation to change from general chat that allowed us to learn more about the other but he had deliberately moved our chat to one that was filled with sexual barbs, innuendo, and eventually outright blatant graphic detail.  Not only had he changed our chat but he had as well changed. 

 

No longer was he the newcomer in the house but was taking a decided lead role in our chat and began to dominate the conversation.  The more that he took control of things I noticed also that he was shifting more and more as he spoke until it was apparent that he had become sexually aroused by his role.  I wasn’t sure if this was from the conversation alone or if he had had some assistance by whatever it was he had taken in the kitchen with that glass of water.  I let him lead me though no matter what the reason.  I knew where he was headed . . . and where with any luck at all where we would end up if things went well.

 

“I need to use your bathroom if you don’t mind,” Daryl finally announced standing up.

 

“Okay.  Follow me,” I said rising and walking toward my bedroom.  Daryl followed close behind.

 

I led him to my bedroom and showed him the bathroom.  He went in but did not close the door fully.  I made busy work in the bedroom and listened to him as he relieved his bladder of the water that was stored in it.  I heard him walking out of the bathroom as the sound of the flushed commode faded and turned to face him.

 

“You found everything okay, I hope,” I said.

 

“Yes.  You have a very nice place here” Daryl said looking at me.  “Have you lived here long?”

 

I noticed that Daryl’s zipper was still drawn down and that the front of his khaki pants were somewhat stretched.  I moved closer to him and said, “More water?  I had the house built a few years ago.  I liked the area and had the opportunity to buy up a lot of land so that I wouldn’t have neighbors that were so close.  In fact, it used to be a working farm.  I sold most of the land with a deed restriction that it could be developed only as single family one-story homes.  I wanted neighbors but none that could be nosey over my privacy fence and didn’t want any commercial property or farm returning.”

 

“No; no more water, thank you.  Good move if you can afford such.  You obviously can,” he responded.

 

“I’ll take you on a back yard tour sometime.  You’ll see why I am particular on the number of levels of other houses around me.  I prefer privacy for myself, my girls, and my guests.  But, for now, we can go back to the living room and continue chatting . . . or stay in here and get to know each other much better,” I said looking directly at him for a few moments and then glancing down at the front of his pants.  I returned my gaze to his eyes.

 

Daryl stood there momentarily, smiled, and walked the distance between us reaching his big arms around me as I raised my own arms upward to wrap them around his neck.  We kissed deeply several times and at length until he pulled away.  I smiled as I looked up at him.  “For this trip—and I hope there are others—I’m going real slow but will find out more about you.”

 

“You have an open invitation to return whenever you want, Daryl.  I’m sure you and I will become very good friends,” I said.  I released my arms from around his neck as he loosened his hold on me.  I walked over to the bed and began turning down and removing the top cover.  As I did so, Daryl walked over to one of the chairs and pulled off his shoes and socks.  He next removed his t-shirt and last his pants.  I laid the cover on the chest and quickly kicked off my sandals, removed my shirt, and pants.  I turned to face him with my own dick rising up halfway in anticipation of what was to come.

 

We both moved to the bed and crawled onto it reaching the other in the middle where once more we began a deep embrace.  Daryl’s tongue explored me as did mine him.  We rolled around and positioned ourselves to fully touch the other and to feel the other’s body touching us.  Daryl moved his right hand down to my left nipple where he found it and began squeezing it gently and pulling on it.  His pressure increased as the minutes ticked by.  I began a low moaning approval, and Daryl’s pressure increased driving up my responses and his need.

 

Daryl finally rolled me onto my back and lay on top of me crushing me with his weight.  He continued his attack on my nipple now at a huge level of intense pressure.  I gasped whenever he removed his mouth from mine.  He began licking and nipping at my neck as my hands moved over his body encouraging him without words to continue.  My moans and hip jerks were my signals to him that he was raising the bar on our meeting. 

 

I felt a sharp pain on my neck as Daryl’s teeth sank into my skin.  “OHHHHHHHH!  YES!  OH, THAT FUCKING HURTS!  DAMN!” I loudly moaned from ecstasy.  Daryl marked two more places on my neck with his teeth.  This man knew how to pleasantly provide a needed pain to my body.  I wondered what else he was going to do.

 

“You do enjoy pain.  That’s only a taste.  I enjoy giving the pain.  Nothing to brutalize you or physically harm you but you are going to get a lot more,” Daryl said in his heated voice now.  I was not in doubt of that.  He pulled away from me dropping his head down to my left nipple where he replaced his fingers that had been brutalizing it with his mouth.  I felt his teeth now take up the task and push me further still.  I was writhing on the bed in full heat as he used his hands and strong arms to hold me down submitting to his assault.  I almost screamed but held in as much of my protest as I could gasping out my approval.

 

My dick had become totally hard by now and was leaking pre-cum in great globules.  I could feel Daryl’s dick as it periodically touched my body and knew it, too, was hard and leaking pre-cum.  Further Daryl manipulated my nipple with his teeth increasing his hold on it.  When I thought I could endure no more, he grabbed my hips, rose fully upright on the bed as he pushed my legs upward and back onto my chest.  He spread my legs wide and dove down onto my dick swallowing it the entire length.  I saw stars.

 

He began sucking on my dick sliding it into and out of his mouth.  Faster and faster he went in a frenzy of lust and purpose.  My head was spinning at this new behavior and one in which I usually did not engage.  It was so unexpected and was driving me toward the brink of shooting my load of cum.  I knew if I did not stop him that soon I would be unloading in his mouth and would be out of sorts.  Daryl continued on though driving his mouth down and up on my dick harder and harder intent on bringing me to a climax which I knew would be stupendous.

 

Then, in the midst of my attempt to stop him, my balls said, “This is IT!”  I felt the first salvo of my juices fire up and out of me into Daryl’s mouth.  Over and over I continued to fire my own cum into his mouth now being driven by that primal urge to finish.  Daryl continued sucking on my dick for the first few shots but then began slowing his pace until he was holding my dick fully inside his mouth as I finished off emptying my balls.  I was frustrated at not having been able to hold off.  Running through my brain was the thought of why Daryl had done this.  Was a blow job all he wanted from me?  These thoughts and more raced through my brain as I came down from my sexual high with heaves and gasps of air which I was in need of now.

 

Slowly, Daryl lowered my legs as he pulled his mouth off my dick.  I was continuing with my downward travel when I looked at Daryl who now reached up to his mouth with his right hand.  He opened his mouth and drained the contents into his hand.  Adeptly, he held my legs up with his left arm and hand as he quickly took the contents now in his hand and moved them to his own dick which I could only assume still hard.  I noticed the movement of his right hand as it made a stroking motion.  He’s going to use my own cum load as lube to fuck me!

 

Before I could do or say anything, Daryl had me pinned backwards onto the bed.  My legs were now being pushed onto my chest with his left arm as he guided his now cum-lubed hard dick to my ass opening.  I felt the wetness of my own cum as he smeared my ass with his dick.  He began pushing his hips forward finding my bottom.  His dick began a quick search finding my hole soon.  As the head of Daryl’s big mushroom headed dick pried open my ass hole, he moved his right hand up to my left shoulder as his left hand went to my right shoulder.  He pushed my legs backwards even more as he pulled himself upwards as well as used his hips to finish the job of invading me.

 

Daryl was not gentle.  He did not in one ramming motion slide his fat cut big veined long dick into my ass but made the entry steady and moderately fast.  I did not have time to fully compensate or adjust to him.  Still, the pain was searing.  My sphincter was popped open unceremoniously and without due attention.  Daryl moved upward and inward.  He covered my mouth with his so that no sound could escape.  I began a muted defense of noise knowing full well that it was all futile . . . and glad of it tasting the remnants of my own balls that coated his mouth.  My eyes were bulging as the pain mounted in my ass.  Daryl cared not but continued on until the full length of his dick was resting inside me.  He wasted no time and began stroking his dick with my ass.

 

I was in pain pig heaven.  I tried thrashing about but Daryl held me tightly with his hands and body crushing me.  I was there for him to use and even though my body was screaming for mercy I knew there would be none and realistically did not want any.  I needed to feel this man fucking me and finally filling me with his sperm.  No, as he had said, I needed to feel this man breeding me and finally filling me with his sperm.

 

As in all fucking, my body finally accepted this Black man’s huge dick, and I began turning from my own self-serving protests to giving him encouraging moans and bucks of acceptance.  Daryl now picked up his pace of thrusting in and out of my ass.  We began once more tasting each other as our lips mashed together and our tongues wallowed and played with the other.  My arms were now wrapped around Daryl’s body holding on to him in lust.  I ran my hands over his back and sides.  The taste of my cum that I extracted from Daryl’s mouth was almost like an aphrodisiac to me.  It was my own, and I knew it.  Daryl had extracted it from my body so that he could use it to gain entrance in my body.  It was all so heady.

 

Harder and harder Daryl thrust his dick full length into my body.  I felt his hardened dick as it sliced into me keeping my sphincter spread wide accepting him but also feeling as with each full thrust entry he spread my insides wide enough so that the full girth of his beautiful cut big veined dick could drive deep inside me.  I disliked the feeling of each time that he withdrew from me leaving me to feel empty.  He must have understood this as his return was always swift and full.

 

Daryl loosened his grip on me moving his lips from mine down onto my neck once more where he bit me and held on.  He began grinding his teeth; I was enriched by the sensation and felt my dick begin to respond.  After only moments, he once more moved his right hand to my left nipple and began brutalizing it as his teeth began leaving their impressions on my skin.  Harder and harder he bit as his fingers squeezed harder and harder driving his dick further and further inside me as he now began fucking faster and faster.  Daryl was driving himself to completion, and I was going to do all that I could to encourage him.

 

I wrapped my hands around his neck pulling him closer into me as I gave up gasps and pants of total enjoyment and encouragement.  I licked the side of his head as best I could.  He released my nipple and with both hands reached down grasping my butt lifting it upward slightly as he drove his dick now harder and harder into me.  I moaned louder.  “Breed me.  Breed me deep.  Make my body a part of you.  Breed me, Daryl.  Breed me!  Fuck me harder!  Please!  Fuck your dirty seed inside me!  Mark me with your seed!  Mix your DNA with mine!  BREED ME!  BREED ME NOW, DARYL!  I NEED IT!  I NEED YOUR SEED IN ME!  FUCKING BREED ME NOW!” 

 

With that, Daryl began panting and gasping for air as sweat poured off him onto me.  His fucking became furious.  On each outward pull, I squeezed down to milk his fat cut dick releasing it as he began each inward thrust.  He began moaning and making guttural sounds until at last he went into overdrive and kicked in an afterburner in his hips.  He plowed into my ass for about a half dozen trips and began exploding inside me with his breeding seed.  He made one final inward journey crashing into me and holding as the remainder of his seed was deposited far inside me where I would savor and absorb it making him a part of me.  I felt his turgid tool swelling and spitting out its contents.  I relished every drop.  More and more of this man’s body fluid which I needed entered me.  My ass sucked it out of his cock like a Hoover.

 

Once Daryl had made a full delivery, he began relaxing.  His beautiful black dick began softening.  He removed his teeth from my neck and slipped downward on top of me resting his body on mine.  I felt the wet of the sweat between us knowing why it was there.  He loosened his arms from my legs allowing them to slowly be lowered a little.  I took my heels and gently pressed on his butt pressing him in me.  I didn’t want him to pull out just yet; I needed to savor this breeding.

 

We lay there each relishing what had just happened for our own reasons.  I kept my arms wrapped around him as we each returned to normal breathing and regained our composure and resting heart rates.  I hoped this man would return.  He would be a great addition to my parties that I held.  I wondered how much he enjoyed the outdoors thinking about my private back yard.

 

“I hope I popped a blood vessel of yours,” Daryl said.  He lifted his head and looked at me.  “I want to be sure that my breeding you is going to take.  You do know how to make a man welcome in your ass.”

 

“You are welcome in my ass any time you want as long as you breed me the way you just did.  Or maybe even more,” I replied.

 

“Is it too early or presumptuous to ask if I’ll be invited back?” Daryl asked.

 

“Well, you’re welcome in my ass any time; you have an open invitation.  You need not wait for me to ask you but feel free to drop in any time.  I do mean that.  Just be sure you give me notice so that I’m prepared for you.  I don’t like surprises for men who fuck me,” I said.  “Besides, I was just thinking you might want to attend one of my special parties that I host on occasion.  They are for ‘special’ men I know.  And, read ‘special’ as men who are tops, versatile, bottom and whatever else is possible.”

 

By this time, Daryl had begun slipping ever so slowly out of my ass.  His dick had now deflated.  I maneuvered him onto his back making the upward rise off his dick.  I held tightly closed my ass so as not to lose any of his seed.  I slid down on the bed and began cleaning his now flaccid dick.  It tasted so good.  There is nothing like the remnants of a good fuck slathered onto a dick where I can clean it off.

 

“Not many men like you usually will suck me off first and then use my own cum as lube to fuck me.  That was a treat on many levels, and I enjoyed all of them.  You just about bit through my neck and about tore off my nipple.  I’m not sure but I might have to file disability for it,” I said and laughed.  “And, you’re welcome to do those anytime that you want, too.”  I moved back up to Daryl and stretched out beside him on my stomach.

 

“It’s a way to get a bottom off, get some natural lube, and give a hard fuck that hurts,” Daryl said as a matter of fact.  “You enjoyed it though.  I could tell; even with the pain.  I’m betting you’re a pain freak as well.  I’ll have to find out how much some time.”  He grinned.  I knew he would find out, too.

 

“So, tell me anything more I need to know about you,” Daryl said.  “You live alone here with your dogs.  You like being fucked; you like being bred.  You do know what I mean by that don’t you?  Being bred?”

 

“Being bred in my book means that the bottom is agreeing to being fucked by a man who is HIV positive.  I know there are several who would disagree with that; but, it’s my view of things,” I said looking at Daryl.  He smiled at me.

 

“Well, we agree on that,” he said.  “I do love breeding willing white bottoms.  I do love breeding bottoms, period.  I do love other things with pain pigs.  And, when I find a pain pig into being bred, hey, I’m all for it.  More than once usually,” Daryl reported.  “You enjoy lying on your stomach afterwards?”

 

“I do so that gravity can help after a super hot breeding.”

 

Daryl smiled at this.

 

We chatted on getting to know the other more.  As we did, we each became more aware of the other and how much in common we were and how different we were.  We meshed on many topics and learned from the other on others.  All the while my ass began its return to normalcy or as close to that as it could. 

 

After awhile, Daryl began rubbing his left foot up and down my right leg.  We talked on though until we were talked out for the most part.  Our conversation was punctuated by moments of silence and looks.  After a few more moments of silence, our looks had moved to seriousness as Daryl’s rubbing continued to move me and him.  He moved closer as I turned onto my side to face him.  We wrapped our arms around each other and began deeply kissing again.

 

We broke apart and stared into each other’s eyes.  I felt Daryl moving away as he adeptly maneuvered me once more face down on the bed as he positioned himself above me.  I instinctively spread my legs allowing him access to my ass.  I raised my hips as Daryl picked up a pillow and forced it beneath me keeping my butt raised off the bed.  I readied myself not knowing precisely what was going to happen but was hoping for another round of sex with this man.

 

My legs were pulled slightly wider as I felt Daryl moving around on the bed behind me.  Soon enough I felt two fingers begin an inward thrust into my ass where they were swirled about purposefully.  They began a retreat as they hooked themselves with the intent of pulling outward whatever liquid they could.  Several times this procedure was done with each resulting in a feeling of fluid—however small amount it might be—overflowing out of me and running down toward my balls.  I felt Daryl scooping it up and smearing it around my hole.  This was going to be as enjoyable as his first drive inside me.

 

Daryl became satisfied with his work and soon began settling behind me.  I felt his left hand go onto my back as he moved closer to me.  I felt the head of his dick bouncing around my ass a couple of times then his hands pulling my cheeks wide open until his bouncing dick found its mark and held steady.  I once more felt his left hand on my back followed by his right hand.

 

Slowly, very, very slowly, Daryl positioned himself over me.  He began an ever increasing pressure at my hole.  I relaxed and then began pushing outward as Daryl continued his inward push.  Soon enough the head of his dick popped through and into me.  It was just a quick sharp shock of pain that lingered only a short period of time.  I sighed deeply in acceptance and encouragement.  I needed to feel all of this Black man’s dick inside me once more fucking me and delivering another load of his ball juices.

 

Slowly but steadily Daryl pushed himself into me.  I felt each inch of his ever hardening cock slide further into my body invading me for another round of exquisite fucking.  His dick began swelling more and more as he pushed harder into my ass driving himself deeper.  We both knew what was to happen and relished in it.  I gently twisted my body beneath him issuing slight moans and gasps of air signaling him my willingness.  His kinky crotch hair neared my butt cheeks and began tickling me.  Daryl pressed on.  He now extended his hips forward as far as he could driving the remnants of his dick as far into my ass as he could holding it there as it swelled to its greatest expanse and length.  I felt the tip of his dick slowly slide into place pressing snugly against my prostate where he finally satisfied himself to be.

 

Once fully extended into my body, Daryl rested briefly as I lay still beneath him.  He removed his left hand from my body and moved it beneath me grasping at my nipple as his right hand slid beneath my body wrapping around my ribs.  Daryl had now rested his torso fully on me.  We adjusted our legs so that he was comfortably placed behind me.  I hooked my feet over his legs securing him to me for this breeding.

 

“I’m going to breed you real good and deep this time, too, white man.  I’m going to fill you full of my poison juices just like you want me to do.  Only this time, I’m going to take my time, and you’re going to beg me for it.  You don’t get bred if you don’t beg for it like the cum whore you are, and you are a cum whore aren’t you?” Daryl almost whispered in my ear.

 

“Oh, fuck, yes; I’m a cum whore for your bugged juices, Daryl.  I need your bug juice in me where it will brew and mutate and become a part of me as it changes me,” I said back to him.

 

Daryl began a rhythmic pumping in and out of my ass as he gently massaged my left nipple.  The more we were physically touching each other the more we shared.  Daryl continued his fucking in and out of my ass as I milked his dick with each entry and exit.  My soft moans of lust and enjoyment encouraged Daryl and gave proof that he was breeding a willing white man who relished such breeding from Black men.  This knowledge stimulated Daryl and increased his determination and desire.  It was a symbiotic relationship with each feeding the other the signals needed to drive the sexual activity to higher and higher levels that we both knew would end in once more Daryl filling my ass with his poison cum. 

 

The physical sensation of his dick in my ass doing what it was doing was superb.  With each inward thrust that became harder and harder and faster and faster gave proof that Daryl was being stimulated by hearing my moans of lust and feeling my body react to his invasion.  His big turgid dick spread wide a gaping invasion hole with each thrust.  The sensation of my gut collapsing each time he withdrew his dick as the nerve endings in his love tool became more excited gave me an ever increasing level of lust and desire to once more feel this man inject his poison in me.  A true symbiotic relationship belonged to us who were only hours before strangers.

 

Daryl’s dick raced on with relish.  I began begging Daryl, “Please, please, fuck me.  I need your dick.  I need you to breed me fully.  Give me your death juice.  Shoot it deep in me where I can keep it and let it brood and mix with all the other poison I’ve taken.”  Daryl heard all this and more as he increased his speed and hardness pounding my ass to prepare it for another breeding delivery that he desired as much as I did.  On and on he drove his dick into my ass as his fingers tightened their grip on my nipple.  He pinched and twisted it unmercifully just as his right hand grasped my left side pulling his arm back against my stomach which closed the gap between our two naked bodies.  More and more he drove us upward to that apex of sexual heights.

 

“Daryl, man, I need that cum of yours!  Please!  Fuck me!  Harder, Daryl; pump that load of your cum in my ass and breed me!  I need to feel your dick spitting your ball juices in my ass!  Jesus, you feel fucking awesome!  Please, Daryl, please!  Fuck that load in me!  Breed me good!  Please!  I need to feel your poison in me now!”  I almost yelled.

 

“FUCKING WHITE BITCH!  FILLING YOUR ASS NOW WITH MY POISON!” Daryl yelled in my ear just as he crushed my left nipple driving his now fully bloated dick deep in my gut and began pumping out a second load of his wonderful poison juices which I willingly took.  I tried focusing on matching gripping and releasing his dick for more stimulation as he unleashed a torrent of his DNA.  He flooded my body and strained to hold me tightly.  I lusted for all of his attention beginning to thrash about as I lay beneath him causing my own dick and balls to finally surrender to the sensation and unleashed my own DNA onto the linen beneath me covering it and my body with the sticky gooey fluid.

 

We lay locked together as we both went over that hilltop of passionate lust.  As we began that downhill journey, our heaves to gather in air to our lungs was the only sound that permeated the room.  Our sweat mixed freely.  Daryl’s discharge into my body began to slacken as my discharge also waned.  My left nipple was released sending a secondary round of pain through it.  Finally, we both slumped in exhaustion and settled in for a rest with Daryl on top of me.  Several minutes passed in this final pose.

 

“That load of cum tasted just as sweet as the first load you put in me,” I finally said in a hoarse voice.  Daryl did a half cough and laugh but continued his repose.  “You’re very special.  You don’t mind letting a man know upfront what you’re passing out.  I like that.  I like surprises, too, but I like hearing about what I’m getting just as much.  It all goes with the man who does the giving though.  You’ve got class in how you tell things.”

 

Daryl spoke, “You really do like taking poz loads then.”  Daryl began slowly moving upward.  He carefully moved his right arm and left hand from beneath me and rose up on his knees easing his dick slowly out of my ass as I once more gently but firmly gripped it extracting whatever remained of his fluid.  “You can’t be chasing.  You gotta be poz.  I could be wrong, but I doubt it.  Doesn’t change my like though:  I do love breeding willing white men.”

“I take any load but poz ones are special for some reason.  I guess ‘cause they’re poz.  You can breed me any time you want.  You know how to breed good, deep, and hard.” I said.

 

“You like just taking poz loads . . . or any load . . . or you like the whole treatment as if you weren’t poz?” Daryl queried.  He was moving around on the bed behind me but kept me pushed face down.

 

“You announced that I was poz; I’ve not confirmed or denied it.  So, since I enjoy a good, hot, hard breeding like you give I have no objection with a full treatment when I take poz loads.  What use are they if they can’t have their maximum effect?” I replied.

 

With that, I felt Daryl move slightly on the bed and felt his hands on my hips lifting me up.  I got up on all fours.  “I made a mess on the bed under me.  You fucked my load of cum out of my own balls.” I said and gave a half laugh.

 

“Keep your head on the bed.  You sure you know what I mean by whole treatment for breeding?” Daryl asked.

 

“Well, if it’s like other men, it means you work my ass over inside so that any poz cum has a better chance of being absorbed.  Since I’m in this position now and with this conversation, I’m hoping you are going to do just that to me,” I said.

 

With that, I felt Daryl settle on the bed and then his hands on my ass.  He began a slow working of a finger around my hole teasing me.  After several moments of rubbing his fingers around and teasing me about inserting them, I did feel the tip of a finger as it directly landed on my hole.  It was pushed inward and slid easily inside.  Daryl began fucking my ass with his finger.  Slowly in and out he went increasing the speed and direction of his finger.  He stopped on one of his outward pulls and inserted a second finger.  He continued his fucking until he added a third.  His long fingers were reaching inside me obviously but not nearly as far as his dick had.

 

Soon enough Daryl withdrew his ring finger leaving his index and middle fingers.  He began his ritual of using his nails to slice and abrade my inside.  He did the usual of twisting and turning and pushing deep inside me then withdrawing his fingers so that his nails dug into my lining.  For some reason I believe his ritual was very practiced as Daryl proceeded in an orderly and rhythmic fashion.  This went on for a very long time and then he said, “Ah.  Yes.  Finally.  I’ve got a nice healthy pink color coming out on my fingers.”  Then, he went back to work finishing his job several minutes later.

 

“If you look in the top drawer you will find a helper now,” I volunteered.  Daryl reached over opening the drawer, withdrew the black dick-shaped dildo, and placed the tip of it at my opening.  Without hesitation or any lube, he shoved the dildo full force into my ass.  I winced as the pain raced through me.  He gave it a few twists and settled it in to do its job.

 

I stretched out fully on the bed now and turned to him as he lay down next to me.  “You truly do give a full service breeding.  Thank you very much.” I said.

 

He reached over pulling me to him, and we kissed deeply.  We pulled apart but held onto each other.  “You’re a rare breed, but I like you.  I’d like to breed you a lot if you’re interested.”

 

“Daryl, you have a very special breeding ritual which I thoroughly enjoy.  Any time that we can get together, I am all for it.  I’m not telling you my status because without knowing you will always have a little inkling that you just might be the one to convert me,” I said and grinned.  “That would very much excite me.  I can just imagine what your little swimmers are doing inside me now.  Racing outwards, running into my dildo, squeezing around it, finding a flared piece of skin, and go rushing in it where I can make you a part of me forever.”

 

“You’re a sick pervert,” Daryl said looking straight at me with no emotion.

 

“Yes, I am.  And, in so admitting, this makes you what,” I queried looking at him with an equal amount no emotion.

 

Daryl thought for a bit and said, “It makes me probably only one of a large number of men who breed you.  I won’t delude myself into believing I’m the only one breeding or fucking you.  But, I’ll bet I am one of the best.”

 

“Well, you have an excellent assessment of our relationship,” I responded.  “I will bet that you are not bothered by such of an arrangement.  In fact, I will bet that you enjoy the thought of my being so blatant about my sex life and how I enjoy being bred.”

 

Daryl smiled slightly, “You have me pegged right.  I enjoy knowing and watching almost as much as I do enjoy breeding.”

 

“Then, you definitely will be put on my private party list,” I said.

 

Daryl pulled me to him once more, and we kissed deeply.  Nothing sensual or erotic; it was our way of sealing a deal.  We both knew that Daryl would be invited and he would attend every private party I held.  Daryl didn’t know what they entailed but was willing to find out.

 

“Now, I need to go.  I’ve got an early day tomorrow and a long one,” Daryl announced pulling away from me.  He rose up from the bed in haste leaving me somewhat in a lurch.  He walked into the bathroom and returned after a short visit.  I hadn’t heard any water works but dismissed his action when he came into view again.  His beautiful fat black 9 inch dick was jutting out from his pubic shrub filled almost fully once more.  “Looks like I’ve got a situation that’s keeping me from pissing again.”

 

I smiled devilishly shifted my leg, reached back and removed the black dick-shaped dildo from my ass, and placed it on one of the towels in the top drawer.  I maneuvered myself around so that my ankles were at the edge of the bed and lowered myself spreading my ass open for access.  Daryl walked up behind me pulling me upward so that once more the fat head of his dick was at my ass hole.  I felt the pressure as he pushed inward reaching over my body to grasp my shoulders as he had done before.  His dick began its slide into me slicking itself with the remnants of Daryl’s two loads of cum and the fuck juices he had created.

 

This time Daryl was not interested in any foreplay.  He knew his two previous fucks had left an impression on my ass and that it was ready for a good fucking from him with no hint of any pain.  This would be purely sexual lust on his part and mine.  There was no pretense between us.  We knew what we each needed and wanted and were quite willing to be where we each were and to do what we were going to do.

 

As soon as Daryl had fully inserted his wonderful dick in my ass again as far as my prostate, he began fucking in earnest.  I grasped the bed linen and braced myself.  I quickly grasped the intent of this fuck:  This was a late development of his having swallowed something in the kitchen.  I cared not what it was but only longed for another delivery from him.  Daryl was grasping my shoulders hard and even though he was as tall as he was this left him not much room for withdrawing from me.  Still, it was enough to give him a good slide.  I felt each shortened jab inward hitting my prostate again and again.  I wondered if he would repeat making me cum again but quickly focused on his dick.

 

“Fuck, yeah, Daryl.  Hit my prostate.  Drive that fat black dick of yours all the way in me.  Spread all that bug juice of yours around inside me.  Push it up against my gut.  Force those swimmers of yours into those cuts you gave me.  Fucking breed me hard, man.  Come on, fucker, give me a ride and some more of your poison!  Breed my willing white ass like you did before!  Bounce those fucking balls of yours off me and knock out all that bug juice you got to impregnate me!  Come on, fucker, give me that bloody dirty cum load of yours!” I spat at him.

 

Daryl began to fuck me harder with each of my utterances.  He drove into me deeper and harder than he had before.  I heard him grunting as he jammed and slammed his dick full length into me again and again and again.  His grip held me in place as his pounding jarred me and surely would have knocked me forward on my face had his grip not been so strong.  I concentrated on how his pounding felt and how my body was reacting.

 

My breathing became harder.  I hooked my feet flat against the side of the mattress hoping to keep myself upright and in the right position for Daryl’s onslaught.  I began milking Daryl’s dick as it invaded and escaped.  My hands began slipping and had to be re-set.  I began sweating again as the pounding increased in tempo and depth.  I delicately had to reposition my knees as they slid outward slowly and slightly causing my ass to lower making it more difficult for this tall Black man to use my ass for breeding purposes.

 

Daryl continued to shove, pound, jam, cram, stuff, invade, push, enter, and swell my insides as he fucked me stimulating his nerve endings as he stimulated the nerve endings in me.  His sweat dropped onto me once again.  I could tell from the speed that Daryl was nearing the climax when he would once more deposit his poison swimmers in my ass giving his DNA one more try at mixing with mine and becoming a part of me.  On one last slam inwards his hands caught my shoulders again holding me into place.  Without hesitation, his hands left my shoulders and grabbed my hips as he pulled his once again fully fattened dick out of my ass leaving me with a sense of emptiness.  In three more invasive thrusts I felt his dick slam fully into me striking my prostate hard and hold there.

 

Once more I felt Daryl’s fluid tube delivery system pump his fluid into me.  I gripped his dick hard each time there was that slight pause in delivery of DNA.  I released his dick in time to feel another blast of that white gooey poison of his hit the inside of me splattering across my prostate.  I felt his sweaty hands gripping my hips hard not allowing them to slip away holding me in place so that once more he could deliver my needed goop to me.  I moaned my willing acceptance and lust for his juices.  More and more he pumped into me as we both came down from our high from this breeding round.  At last he was finished, and we both held our places in satisfaction.

 

When his dick began to deflate, he slowly pulled it from my body as I clamped down on it hard.  I felt it plop out of my ass and waited.  It was only a matter of very few seconds when I felt his hands release my hips.  They immediately were at my ass entrance.  His index and forefinger invaded me as his dick had done.  He went to work making sure that all was right between us.  He continued his work in a constant work field by swapping off his left fingers for his fingers on his right hand and back again.  He made sure that every inch that he could reach was affected.  I felt like I was being torn apart and probably was but loved it.

 

“One day I’m going to shove my hand all the way up to my elbow after I’ve fucked you.  That should make sure those bugs get in you good.  And, I’ve decided, that, yes, I am going to be the one that converts you.  It doesn’t matter who has fucked you before or who else fucks you.  It’s going to be my strain,” Daryl announced pulling his fingers out.  He replaced them with my plug.  I quickly moved from the bed and knelt on the floor cleaning his dick and his fingers.  I lavished my tongue all over his fingers and hands sweeping them clean with my long licks and suckling his now deflated but still beautiful big dick.

 

Daryl pulled me up to stand in front of him.  Once more we wrapped our arms around the other and held tightly.  Our bond and roles had been set now.  There would be no hesitation in the future.  No sparring or niceties would be needed.  We could only become closer as friends but friends with special roles.  A slap on my ass signaled me to release.

 

“Sorry.  I need to piss again,” Daryl said.

 

I immediately knelt in front of him grabbing him as he began to walk away.  I took his fatted dick in my mouth half way and held it as I gently stroked his right leg.  Daryl settled himself with legs spread as if before a urinal and surely he was.  I patiently waited breathing ever so lightly.  Soon, I felt the first hesitation of warm water in my mouth.  I greedily swallowed and looked upward in consent.  He let loose a torrent of water now from his dick just as surely as he had let loose a similar flood of his cum.  It mattered not to me.  This was his essence, and it would be mine.  I greedily swallowed and swallowed and swallowed keeping up with the flow as he finished his call of nature.  I felt the warm water slacken and stop followed by short bursts of smaller amounts of that same warmth.  I savored every drop.

 

After swallowing the last drop from him, I gently released his dick from my mouth placing it gently in front of his body where it hung like a heavy blackened tube.  I looked at his crotch area taking in all the sight.  I rose.  I would take all of his body fluids and savor them in my own body.  Whatever he gave I was willing to accept.  This was my offer to him.  I looked at Daryl, and he winked and grinned slightly.

 

We moved to his clothes.  I helped him to dress and quickly donned my own.  We walked silently back to the living room to the front door.

 

“You are welcome back here any time.  I believe you will come back and that we’ll become good friends,” I said.

 

“I will be back.  It’s not often that finding someone like you is done online.  You’ve got my number, too.  We’ll talk soon.  And, I’m going to breed your white ass really good.  I’ll have to find some special way to do you.  I was serious about shoving my hand up your ass as far as my elbow.  I think we both would enjoy that,” Daryl said.

 

“Well, I’ve been fisted.  Not a lot though.  I’ll have to get me in good party mode when you do.  With your hands and arms, it’s going to take a big party but I should be able to do it,” I replied without blinking.

 

Daryl stood there and looked at me.  “Maybe not the next time.  But, one day, yes, you’ll have to have that big party.  And, when you do, I’m going to keep it up until I can jack off inside you,” he said.

 

“Deal,” I said.

 

He winked and was out the door.  I watched as his Jeep backed out of the drive and disappeared down the street.  My ass was already tingling thinking about his arm thrust up inside me.  I kept trying to imagine the physical sensation it would be but couldn’t.  I closed the door and turned to get my girls for bed.  It was late now.  It had been an interesting day to say the least.  Very interesting.  I let the girls out and made the rounds locking and checking the doors and turning out lights.  We walked slowly back to my bedroom.  I thought about sleeping and knew I would but did I want to try it with the plug in?  I thought I’d give it a go and climbed into bed turning out the light by the bed and going under the covers.  The girls jumped up and settled into their spots.  I curled up on my stomach.  It wasn’t long before I was out.

 

Part 10

 

I woke with a start.  My brain scrambled to assemble itself.  Was I still in the same position?  Had I moved at all during the night?  From what I recalled, if I had moved I had also moved back to where I had fallen asleep.  Surely I had not slept so soundly that I hadn’t moved at all.  No matter though.  My girls were up, yawning, and stretching, and it was time for their morning ritual.

 

I left them eating after having done their business outside.  A pot of coffee and a cup were all I needed for now.  I set my items on the nightstand and went into my bathroom.  I put my foot up on the tub and removed my plug tossing it into the sink to clean later.  I took care of my own pressing need to piss.  I thought about tasting the warm water from Daryl the night before and began to get aroused.  It had tasted so good.

 

As I exited my bathroom, the girls arrived, and we returned to bed.  I needed some coffee and possibly a lot of it.  The girls settled down on their spots again.  I clicked on the TV and flipped through the channels settling on one that was showing a black and white movie.  I half listened and watched as I ran back through yesterday and what was to come this week.  I needed to focus but just didn’t want to.  I did focus on drinking my coffee.

 

I finished off the pot of coffee and decided it was time to get up and start the day.  I took things back to the kitchen and made another pot of coffee.  I took the first cup into my office where I started through the mail which included bills.  I verified each of them and checked them against my account making sure that the correct amount had been paid putting those in my paid tray while returning the unpaid ones to my open tray.  I pulled out my financials from work and started over them.  I spent the needed time to make sure I had a full picture of what was going on with everything.  This was tedious but essential if a business is to stay in business.  I made my notes to hand off to Stuart and turned to my department heads reports.  More notes made and approvals given.  Just a typical Sunday morning in the home office.

 

What type of day was this going to be?  I had no plans.  Probably a relaxed day at home before another work week.  Then, the phone rang.  I looked at the ID and it was James.  I picked up immediately and said hello.

 

“I’m nearby and coming to get my tape.  I hope it was made,” he said.

 

“Oh, yes, Sir; it was made.  Or at least I did what I thought was correct to get it made,” I said.

 

“Good.  We’ll see how good of a technician you are as well as an actor.  I’ll be there in about twenty minutes.  I need to vent some frustration from work and fuck a load in my ass.  See you soon,” he announced and hung up.

 

I hung up the phone, settled up the rest of the papers, and shot off to my bedroom where I prepped it in record time as well as made a quick clean out of myself.  I was drying off when I heard a voice calling me.  I walked into the bedroom as James entered from the hall.

 

“How’s my fucking bitch?  I sent your girls to their room.  I need to work off some frustration on you kunt,” James said as he continued walking into the room.  I was totally naked.  I followed him over to a chair where he began taking off his uniform.  I quickly undid buttons keeping out of his way as best I could as he removed his utility belt.  Quickly I got him out of his shirt and t-shirt placing them neatly out of the way.  He had seated himself; I knelt and removed his shoes and socks.  He stood quickly unbuckling his belt, unfastened the snap, and unzipped his trousers.  Down they came quickly along with his underwear.  I stood taking his trousers after he had ceremoniously removed his belt folding them and placing them neatly on the chair.  He pointed to the bed.

 

As I walked toward the bed, James said, “Face down; spread eagle; not one fucking word or sound out of you, bitch.”  I obeyed immediately.  I no sooner settled myself than the blows rained down on me.  James lashed out with a fury.  From the force of his belt hitting me, I still made physical jumps and twitches.  He had not said anything about that.  The pain was almost unbearable.  My nerve endings were in shock and horrified.  I knew that my back, ass, and legs were now striped with most likely blood red tracks from where his leather belt had met my skin.  My dick was smashed between me and the mattress and was doing its best to fill with blood but was cramped in its confinement.  I knew what James’s dick was doing.

 

His dick had the freedom that mine did not.  His dick was rising higher and higher in anticipation and excitement filling with his blood engorging it for use that would come soon.  Blow after blow James vented his anger and frustration whatever it was.  I didn’t care.  All that mattered to me was he was here and awarding me with his anger.  I was the chosen one who was being marked for him to see driving him into a higher state of preparedness as his anger subsided.  I didn’t count them but somewhere about a dozen strokes of his belt had now torn across my skin.  The pain was past searing now.  I was clenching my teeth and eyes in determination as were my hands on the bed linen.  Sweat was poring from every pore.

 

I heard the belt hit the floor.  I waited.  James leaped onto the bed scrambling behind me screaming, “GET THE FUCK UP ON YOUR KNEES, YOU BITCH!”

 

I quickly moved as directed.  Secondary pain raced through my body nerve endings causing a full universal heaven of stars to appear.  Dutifully, I positioned myself and felt James move into a position now directly behind me.  For good measure, James slapped his hands onto my back.  An even greater surge of pain shot through me.  He began slapping both of my ass cheeks with his hands several times before grabbing my hips.  With no ceremony or warning, James then plunged full force and length into my ass with his now fully hardened dick.  Oh, how he was turned on by the beating as he released his anger on using me!  I was so privileged.

 

James no sooner was fully inserted in me than he as quickly yanked his dick back out completely.  Several times he repeated ramming full force into my ass and then yanking out totally.  He brutally assaulted my hole.  He knew precisely what he was doing.  His fucking then took on a steady fucking motion as he put an almost death grip on my hips.  He ravaged my ass with his dick plunging in and out as viciously as he had used his belt on the outside of me.  The entire scene was wild and beyond what we had done before.

 

When I came to my senses, I began milking James’s cock as best I could considering the fast pounding he was giving me.  I was determined to milk this man’s wild load of cum into my ass.  It was my duty to do so.  James slammed harder and harder into my ass punching into my prostate.  He drove deep into me adding to his already high state of excitement.  His balls were slapping against mine.  No doubt they were going to be bruised.  I knew my ass would be.

 

“YOU MOTHERFUCKIN’ BITCH KUNT FROM HELL!” James screamed.  He shoved his dick as far inside me as he could as he tightened his grip on my hips even more.  I felt his dick throbbing and spitting out his load of cum.  I kept a moderate pressure on his dick now that it was spasming and making its delivery.  More and more of his cum shot out of his dick and became mine.  His balls were still but doing their duty.  I began to shake slightly with my own excitement.

 

James’s breathing which had moved to gasps and heaves began to settle to somewhat normal and finally normal.  He loosened his grip but kept his dick inserted in me full length.  I loved the feeling of it there.  I could tell that his dick was now making very little deposit in my ass but made no move.  I was here for him to use and contented myself with my post.  James reached down and pulled on my legs, and we settled down flat on the bed with James stretched out on top of me.

 

I then felt liquid warmth.  James was pissing in my ass.  It was slow at first but he increased his volume of flooding my gut.  I made no move or sound.  I was lightheaded in delight and excitement even with the secondary pain I was receiving as James lay on top of me where he had also just beaten me.  My dick again began to swirl around getting hard and to drip more pre-cum at the thought of what I was receiving.  Oh, what a wonderful additional pleasure.  All too soon though I felt the water pressure lessen and lessen and then stop totally.  James remained on top of me.  I stayed perfectly still connected to James with his wonderful dick fully inserted in my ass.

 

“Not bad, kunt.  I learn more about you every time I’m here,” James said.  He shifted upwards balancing himself on his hands and slowly withdrawing his dick from my ass.  I gently squeezed on it out of habit since his pissing surely had flushed any remnants of his cum into me.  Still, I didn’t want any piss surprise spewing out on him.  As the head of his dick reached my sphincter, James slowed almost to a halt and let the remaining part ease out naturally on its own with that gentle pop and plop that dicks do so well.

 

James adjusted himself on the bed.  I felt his hands running over my back, ass, and legs.  I knew well what he was doing:  He was inspecting his handiwork with his belt.  The marks still sent secondary shockwaves of electricity through me.  I didn’t know if he had raised any welts or not but whatever I looked like made him happy which made me happy.  I wondered what it was that he was venting from his work but would never ask.  That would be unheard of from such a trained sub pain pig if not deadly.

 

James finally moved off the bed followed by me.  He walked to his clothes as did I.  I assisted him in dressing quickly.  This was not the time that a shift would be over or starting.  He was being covered no doubt and had to return to duty.  I had to see that he was ready and fit.  With the last bit of clothing restored to him, he donned his utility belt finally looking at me.  No expression at all.

 

He walked over to the cabinet opening a drawer.  He depressed a couple of buttons, and I heard the whirring of a tape being discharged.  He slid it into a container, removed another tape sliding it into the machine.  “Every time you get fucked in here I want it recorded.  You got that?”

 

“Yes, Sir,” I said.

 

“This better be worth my time, bitch.  You’ll know if it was the next time you see me,” he said.  “Walk to the door with me.”  We walked to the front door where he turned to face me.  “Thursday of next week we leave for an out of town trip.  Arrange it.  You’ll be gone until the following Monday.  Our flight leaves at eleven in the morning, and we’re back about four thirty Monday afternoon.  You won’t go to work Tuesday either.  You’ll need two thousand ready for me by this Friday and another three I’ll take when I pick you up to go to the airport.  Here is a list of what you will take.  You won’t handle money unless I give it to you to pay for something.  This isn’t negotiable.  Yes, it’s expensive.  I’m expensive and have expensive tastes.  You can count on using your credit card, too.  I need a vacation out of town, and you’re paying for it.  You’ve got no problem with that either, do you?”

 

“No, Sir; no problem at all,” I said.  I held on to the list not daring to look at it but wondering what was on it nevertheless.  I’d know soon enough.

 

Putting his finger to his temple, James said, “I have stored every conversation we’ve had.  I am going to enjoy this trip and get some relaxation out of it.  You think you know me well enough by now to know what you can expect.  You know nothing.  By the time we return, you’ll know my word is law in more than one way.  This will be the first of possibly many trips out of town you and I take . . . if . . . if you can deal with it.”

 

“Sir, you plan the trip.  I will be ready.  You know the money is not an issue.  You handling the money is not an issue.  Credit card, not an issue.  I trust you implicitly and explicitly.  You will not allow any harm to come to me.  I know that.  You command; I will obey,” I said looking directly into his eyes.

 

“I’m busy all this week and next until we leave on Thursday.  You remember about the taping.  Every time you have sex in your bedroom, tape it.  Number the tapes and keep them in that drawer.  I’ll get them what you have on Friday when I pick up the money and when I have time next week.  Remember:  I don’t give a damn who fucks you when I’m not around.  But, you belong to me to use when I am.  Right?” James said.

 

“Yes, Sir,” I replied knowing he meant it.

 

“Later,” James said.  He turned and was out the door.

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Part 11

 

I locked up and called my girls.  I let them out back and waited for their return.  By the time they had, I was in need of a bathroom.  Damn.  I was disappointed that I wouldn’t be able to hold on to his piss and load but nature was pressing mightily and would not take no for an answer.  When I had finished, I looked at my backside in the mirror.  Still definitely very red but there did not seem to be any serious welts raised.  I checked everywhere and decided that James knew precisely how much to administer.  He was definitely applying his belt full force but knew how to stop before damaging his goods.

 

I went into the bedroom and made up the bed plopping onto the cover when I had finished straightening the entire room.  I picked up the phone and dialed a few numbers inviting each man to come by for a lazy day by the pool.  Four said they would be there, and I told them any time after eleven.  I then called my favorite deli and made out my order for delivery.  Neil told me the order would be delivered by noon at the latest.  He would bring it himself if I wanted.  I did.  I then rested a bit but rose to get the last bits ready.

 

We walked to the kitchen where I began pulling things together:  glasses, tumblers for use by the pool, plates, flatware, ice, ice buckets, and napkins.  We then walked outside where I surveyed the pool area.  Enough chairs and lounges were available along with small tables.  I adjusted the umbrellas for the appointed time and cleaned all the surfaces.  We returned to the house and went to the laundry room where I pulled a half dozen pool towels.  I took them out to the pool returning to the house to repeat this action as I knew that there would be more than just four men to show up for a lazy day by the pool.  Getting four confirmed attendees meant that about a dozen would be the actual count.  I had ordered twice that from my favorite deli.

 

We went back inside, and I checked the time.  It was a little after ten.  I went to my bathroom where I showered quickly and did a quick cleaning elsewhere.  I figured Neil for sure and always hoped for more but such invites were not dependent on accommodating the host.  I enjoyed hosting such afternoons and parties.  The men I invited seemed to enjoy them, too.  But, those invited were a special blend of men.  Every combination of ends of scales of comparison but each one was a committed barebacker and enjoyed the privacy of an outdoor party that I could provide. 

 

By the time I had toweled off and dressed to greet my guests, it was about ten minutes ‘til eleven.  I walked to the kitchen and explained to the girls we were having a pool party today.  They seemed to understand as their tails began to wag.  They were so spoiled.  I took the ice buckets out of the freezer and took them out by the pool.  I had just returned to the house after taking the last of them out when I heard the door bell ringing.  The girls raced to the front door but didn’t bark; they knew it was party day.

 

I welcomed the first three:  one invited—Jim; two secondary invites—Ron and Bill.  I knew them and knew they would be welcome based on what Jim had shared with me about them.  The girls wagged their greetings.  Jim knew where to take Ron and Bill so that they all could strip and store their clothes.  I went back to the kitchen and took the tumblers out by the pool returning to the house in time to hear new voices.

 

Jim had answered the bell and let Alex in with his invitee Stan.  Jim told Alex to take Stan on to get ready while he helped me finish up.  We grabbed up some of the items to go out when Ron and Bill came in the kitchen.  They grabbed up the remaining items and out to the pool we went.  We put out everything, and I asked Jim to take Ron and Bill in the pool house and get the floats out for use.

 

I returned to the house and was passing through to the living room when the door bell rang once more.  I opened it for Korey.  I greeted him with a big hug and invited him in.  He introduced Frank who was accompanying him for the day.  I welcomed him and told Korey he should take Frank on to get ready for the pool.  I told Korey who had arrived already, and he knew each of them.  I waited in the living room looking out the big window for a few minutes when another car pulled up.  Larry got out along with two men whose names were Sean and John I thought.  Turns out I was right.  I had met the two and was on a nod and hello status but was sure they were okay since Larry knew what such parties meant.

 

I checked the clock:  It was now almost noon.  I looked out the big window again as I heard voices at a distance in the backyard.  The party was revving up as I had hoped.  I could tell at least in the beginning it was going to be a lively time.  I was sure that introductions had been made all around and no one was inhibited.  Lawzy!  I hope no one is inhibited.  I’d hate to have a repeat performance as had happened that one time.  The only time that a guest had felt so uncomfortable about so many naked men and had excused himself taking his inviter away from the party for awhile.  Oh, well; that was then.

 

As I had thought about these things and held my watch for Neil and the food, I had also begun thinking back about how these parties had begun.  I smiled slyly and with pleasure.  The pool had been an inspiration for a focus for meeting men in small groups.  Invitees had come to enjoy the relaxed atmosphere where there was no pressure on anyone for any thing and every one was accepted for himself.  It was a safe place to be with friends and to meet knew friends.

 

I felt a wet nose nudge my hand.  I looked down and said, “Well, Neil might be late this time.  What do you think?”  I got a long look and then a hard sneeze.

 

“Well, we won’t hold it against him.  He’s always done our parties right,” I said.  I looked back out the window as a SUV pulled into the drive and up to the garage door.  Neil had cut it close; but he had made it as promised I determined as I glanced at the clock.  I noticed that he had brought someone with him.  I wondered if Glen was staying or taking Neil’s car and going somewhere.  I opened the door and went out to help.

 

Glen said, “I hope you don’t mind my tagging along with Neil.  He said it would be okay with you.”

 

I had known Glen for a few months and knew he was an okay man.  Neil had introduced us.  “You are welcome to stay for the party.  It’s nothing big and fancy.  Just a few men enjoying a lazy weekend afternoon is all,” I said.  I looked at Neil who nodded slightly.  Glen would be okay; Neil had said.

 

The three of us each picked up a box of food and went through the house to the backyard where we were greeted by the others.  They all chipped in opening up the boxes and pulled out the contents setting the feast out as Neil, Glen, and I returned for the rest.  Once all the food had been set out, Neil and Glen went back to the house to strip and return.  Now, the party could begin in earnest.

 

I settled on a lounge and observed with my coffee.  My girls settled nearby in the shade.  I had a fan installed to blow on an area for them.  I do spoil them so.  But, they are my babies and deserve the very best.

 

Conversations were light but interesting for those talking.  Jim, Stan, and Sean had taken to the pool on floats and were lazily being moved around the pool gently by the way I had the return water outlet rigged with an elbow.  Someone had put on some music which was piped all round the yard but wasn’t blaring.  It was intended to be heard but not to intrude.  I listened to the closest conversation and added some points of my own.  I sipped my coffee mainly until I decided it was time for a pool ride.

 

I rose from my lounge, walked to the stack of floats, picked up one, and jumped into the pool with it.  I bounced upwards out of the water and onto my float settling on my stomach.  I balanced myself and then let the gentle force of the water push and pull me along around the edge of the oval pool with Jim, Stan, and Sean.  The four of us were enjoying our round and round tour of the pool.  I for one was mentally drifting around as much so as my body was drifting around in the pool.  The four of us were enjoying the sun, music, and hearing the others chatting.

 

“Looks like you’ve been having some serious play time.  Or was it just a calling card of some pervert,” I heard Korey call out.

 

“There are calling cards, and then there are calling cards,” I replied nonchalantly.

 

There was laughter all around.  They all knew my deep perversions.  Some knew or at least suspected just how deep my perversions were as they had been on the giving end of their own sadism to me.  No one was offended.  I heard a splash and figured the pool was going to become crowded now.  I continued to float along but had been drawn back to the present.

 

“One day we’re all going to read about or hear about you being killed because of your obsessions,” I heard.  I recognized Korey’s voice up close.  “Despite what you may think, we all do care about you.”

 

“Well, if you all care about me, then, you should make sure I get beaten and fucked just how I like it:  rough, raw, and often.  I wouldn’t be so cranky at the office then,” I played off his concern.  I knew Korey was serious, and he knew I wouldn’t stop.  I turned over on my side a little.  “I know you all care about me.  I care about all of you.  I do.  But, I’m as careful as I can be for what I enjoy.  Besides, all of my favorite men will share in my wealth when I’m gone.  I’d think you’d be happy to see me exit.”  I laughed as Korey looked at me with his stern face.  “I’m kidding.  You know how I feel about that.  I’ll stay as long as I can but will not wear out my welcome on this planet.”

 

“If I thought it would do any good, I’d yank you off that float and have every man here gang fuck some sense into your head.  You’d just enjoy it and be out looking for more once we were all done in,” Korey said.  We both laughed at that.  “We’ve already lost two though.”

 

I looked at Korey.  “Oh?  Who?”

 

“Frank and John,” Korey reported.  No one cared but at least the ice had been broken for sure now.

 

“I wonder who I’ll end up with,” I mused.

 

“From what I’ve seen and snippets of hearing, it sounds like you may have at least a duo after you today.  Neil and Glen have been eyeing you up in the pool.  Of course, I’d like to fuck your ass again,” Korey said.

 

He and I had been fuck buddies for several years.  He knew all he had to do was to slide his fat black dick in my ass and ride away as far as I was concerned.  But, there were times Korey held back and cleared the way by asking in his own way.  He didn’t want to get in my way with other men when it came to me getting fucked.  He knew how deeply I loved it.

 

“Korey, you know you can fuck me any time you want.  We’ve been super fuck buddies too long for you to think I would refuse you.  You can have first dibs, middle, or last.  Or all the above,” I said and looked at him.  For his five foot nine body, he always looked as if he were over six feet tall.  I guess it was that eight inch long black telephone pole thick cock of his that gave him his standing.  I knew of no man who Korey had fucked who had not gone back for more.

 

“Well, you know me.  I’m going to nail Larry today and if I can work it, Stan.  He’s difficult to pin down sometimes.  I’ll save enough for you though.  I’ll push all that bug juice you get in you all the way inside you,” Korey said as he moved off to climb out of the pool.

 

I sat up on my float straddling it looking around at the men.  They had now moved around the pool area and were in pairs talking.  I had been off in la la land.  I noticed that there had been some eating and drinking.  No one ever needed to ask about getting something.  Mine was an open house for using at these parties.  Everyone looked so relaxed.  I noted that indeed Frank and John were missing.  My girls were napping.  Jim rolled off his float ducking under the water.  He rose walking to the side of the pool where he hoisted himself out.  He then walked over to the towels and dried himself vigorously on one.  He placed the towel on the back of a chair and went to fix himself something to eat.

 

I looked up and saw Frank and John coming out the back door.  I looked trying not to be obvious to see if there were any telltale signs of anything that had gone on.  Yes, it did look like there were two used dicks waggling in front of them which was somewhat of a surprise.  Good for them.  I knew that John had been after Frank for quite some time but there had always been something that interrupted their plans.  There opposites had been the attraction:  Frank was tall, dark, very hairy, muscled from construction work, weathered look, homebody, quiet, reserved, and very standard gay sex man with his big uncut dick and thick fat balls.  John, though, was short, light, smooth body—what nature had provided in hair John had mostly removed—average body from a desk job, somewhat a party guy, forward, and passionately wild about sex as a bottom even though his cut dick was average size matching his balls.  I was glad to know that this was a very purposeful day.  I wondered how many times they had fucked.  I’m a pervert for sure.  I’m glad I had gotten a supply in from Dim to restock the night stands in all the bed rooms.

 

Korey had moved off after out talk and had swum the pool length several times.  He finally worked his way to a side ladder and climbed out shaking himself.  I watched him as he calmly walked to the towels pulling one up and drying himself slowly but completely.  He hitched the towel around his waist and walked on to pick up a soda.  I watched him as my float continued its slow journey around the pool with me sitting upright on it observing my guests.  Stan and Sean continued their lazing on their floats drifting past me occasionally.  I looked back and saw that Korey was now talking with Larry.  The games afoot as Sherlock would say.  I smiled wickedly.

 

I then noticed that Alex headed for the house.  As I bobbed along, Stan once more overtook me on my float.  He raised his head up slightly and said, “You know, not many men would open up their home to men as you do.  You’re such a strange man, Bill.  I don’t get it.”

 

I reached over and grasped one corner of his float pulling him closer and said, “It’s all about meeting men who are pleasurable to know.  If I can provide them with a place to relax and enjoy themselves, it harms no one.  That is, as long as everyone knows his own limits and never compromises them.  This is a place to enjoy and to meet other men with whom any man can have fun.  It’s simple as that.  I can afford such a place and don’t mind making it available for men to live life to the fullest without pressure.  Part of my lust for perversion is knowing other men are having a good time.  Now, to that end, I hope you came prepared to have your ass fucked today.  If not, consider if you want to.  If you do but aren’t prepared, there’s my shower to use.  I do know someone here wants to fuck you good.”  I looked straight at Stan for a few seconds and then smiled.

 

“He scares the daylights out of me,” Stan said.  “I’ve always been versatile.  But, somehow, if he fucks me, I’m not sure how versatile I’ll be afterwards.”  Stan was serious in his estimation.  I wondered a little but knew that he loved to fuck too much to give it up totally.  It would be interesting to see Korey’s big fat cock sliding in and out of Stan’s hole and hearing Stan.  I suspect there would be a lot of lustful sounds being made by both.

 

“Well, you know you can say no.  But, use of my shower still stands if you need,” I said.

 

“Thanks but I won’t need it.  One of the reasons I got in the pool was to avoid intake.  I can eat later,” he said and winked.  I knew what he meant and released his float.  Stan drifted off slowly.

 

I looked up at my guests and decided I need to do a check on things.  I rolled off my float and waded to the steps.  I walked around the pool grabbing a towel.  I dried myself as I walked over to the buffet.  A nice dent had been made but plenty was left.  I grabbed two ice buckets and went to the house.  I filled them and returned to the pool.  On my way I noticed that Jim wasn’t to be seen.  I wondered when he had gone inside.  I got a cup of coffee for myself and then checked on the water bowl for my girls.  I put some ice in it for a treat.  They slept on.  I took another cup of coffee and sat on a lounge.  I had just taken a second sip when Korey and Larry stood up and walked toward the house.  Korey looked back slyly.  I heard water splashing a little and saw Sean and Stan getting out of the pool.  Frank and John at the same time were walking down steps into the pool.  They retrieved the floats abandoned by Sean and Stan and mounted them settling on their backs.  Neil and Glen soon followed John and Frank settling in for a lazy drifting ride around the pool.

 

Sean, Ron, Bill, and Stan moved closer to me.  We talked on each observing with quiet nonchalance but still engaged in talk.  I listened mostly to the kidding and joking banter that they had now started.  Nothing crude or rude but I finally detected an undertone of sexual power among Sean, Ron, and Bill.  After a bit more of the banter and innuendo, I said that some men simply talked about sex while decisive men would always go after it.  Man was intended to seek out his sexual appetite and to satisfy it.  There was a silence that followed.

 

Sean broke the silence by saying, “Well, that should really settle that.  I don’t know about you two, but I’ve got a sexual appetite after this day of rest that needs to be satisfied.  So, do I go in and borrow a bedroom by myself or are you two joining me?”  Sean stood up and started walking toward the house.  Ron and Bill looked at each other then at Stan and me.  They grinned and departed as well.

 

As Bill entered the house, Larry came outside.  As he neared Stan and me, I stood up and excused myself to the pool house.  I went inside checking things out to use up some time.  I didn’t want to impinge on Stan making his decision.  I figured that Larry would provide some input on the decision that was to be made now.  I finally came outside and fussed around the food.  I finally turned to see Larry approaching as Stan walked to the house.  “You can help me take all of this food inside.  I think that’s where it will be needed next.”

 

Larry and I took everything inside and quietly set things up on the counter.  We returned to the poolside as Neil and Glen were exiting the pool.  The four of us finished cleaning the pool area putting the trash in the garbage can, the floats in the pool house, lowering the umbrellas, and gathering the wet and dry towels.  I took the wet towels to hang up before putting them in the laundry.  I would get the towels from Neil and Glen later.  My girls settled themselves off to the side out of the way.  Every job needs at least one supervisor; these two always did such a good job.

 

Neil, Glen, Frank, and John finally came inside after finishing the last of the outside straightening.  Though never asked such help was always welcome.  I took their damp towels they offered and took them to dry as well.  Larry, Neil, Glen, Frank, and John were talking when I returned to the kitchen.  Larry, Frank, and John had taken plates of food for themselves.  I noted that Neil and Glen were lightly munching and drinking soda.  The six of us sat on stools in the kitchen or stood around making small talk.  It was an easy time and so natural that all of us were totally naked.  All sizes and shapes were welcome here and no one was ever teased or ridiculed.  I enjoy men who are comfortable with themselves as individuals and have no need to degrade or poke fun at others.

 

Jim and Alex joined us finally commenting that there seemed to be some noisy neighbors of mine laughing after their report.  We all laughed.  They joined the others in now eating.  It was pushing close to four thirty.  I’m sure after such a day they each were hungry.  Neil and Glen had made a good feast.  There was plenty for everyone and most likely some left over which would be offered if not begged for everyone to take home with them.

 

As we all continued talking and eating, Sean, Ron, and Bill slowly made their way into the kitchen.  Bill was a little sheepish looking on his entry.  There must have been something new in his repertoire of sex now.  He was always a little sheepish looking whenever he had “discovered” the joy of something new.  I wondered if he had overcome his mental block of eating ass or shrimping.  From the looks now of all these men, I’d say they had enjoyed themselves today.

 

The talk grew louder by virtue of the number of men now in the kitchen.  Conversations were boisterous but lively and enjoyed.  The food was being consumed swiftly now and drinks flowed to wash down the food.  Everyone was having a good time.  I moved about the kitchen putting out the last of the meal that Neil and Glen had brought.  I did enjoy these times.

 

I settled in on a stool with a glass of water.  Enough of the coffee already.  I practically lived on coffee.  I’m sure way too much.  Having become accustomed to consuming at least a pot of it a day was difficult to give up and why should I try.  I knew it wasn’t the worst thing I could consume but also knew in the quantity that I drank it was not all that healthy.  Oh, well; it beats all the booze I used to consume.

 

I noted that everyone was here except for Korey and Stan.  Korey had said he wanted to nail Stan and Larry.  Looks like he got his wish and especially his Stan wish.  I knew they both were enjoying themselves as all the men had.  Korey must be taking so long because of having to overcome Stan’s fear.  I wondered what the fear was but bet it was that he was afraid of Korey’s dick size as well as I suspected a fear that he might develop some deep seated feelings for Korey.  That would not set well with Korey.  I knew him too well.  He was not the settling down kind of man but enjoyed having sex with any man that he met.  Why does that sound so familiar?

 

I was musing over the day and Stan’s predicament when he walked through the door.  He glanced at Larry and smiled and then at Alex.  Something was up.  There was a story here now.  I wondered how soon it would be before I learned what it was.  Stan walked over took a plate and filled it selecting a soda to drink.  Glen got off his stool and offered it to Stan who sat.  No signal there of what had taken place.  I knew that at some point I would find out.  I didn’t know when, where, or from whom but one day I would learn what took place.  I was the repository of all things that happened between men I knew.  I knew about the sexual appetites of each in great detail.  I knew who had been in relationships with each other as well as in relationships with others.  Each had in turn informed me but each also had in turn been confirmed by others who shared their first hand knowledge in strictest confidence.  I kept my word of silence to each . . . and to myself.

 

Korey walked into the kitchen.  Most everyone looked up at him but continued with their conversations.  Korey walked over to me and gave me hug as he stood behind me.  “Thank you,” he whispered in my ear.  He walked away and got something to eat and drink joining in with the others.

 

Jim said, “Well, my taxi is in need of departing.  Ron?  Bill?  I hate to break up the party but do need to go.”  It was a little after six now.  The party had lasted almost eight hours.  They all said that they too needed to go.  Everyone started to clean up when Glen said, “Just leave it.  Neil and I brought the stuff the least we can do is to clean up as well.”  There were smiles all around but no one protested.  They all left the kitchen to go find their clothes.  I started to help but was chased out of the kitchen.  Neil even let the girls out to take care of their business.

 

Since no one had worn all that much clothing to the party, it didn’t take long to get dressed.  As I wandered around the living room looking out the large front window, they each came in to thank me and say their good-byes.  I hugged each as they departed.  Korey had positioned himself to be the last in line.  “Stan was a big surprise.  You didn’t tell me.”

 

“Tell you what,” I asked.

 

“You didn’t tell me he liked to fuck, too,” Korey said.  “And, I didn’t know I liked getting fucked.”

 

He kissed me quickly and exited.  I watched from the door as the cars were started.  I noticed that when Korey reached his car there were two figures already inside.  I quickly looked around and saw that Alex was departing by himself.  I smiled inwardly.  I knew that for sure now Stan had overcome whatever hesitation he had of Korey.  Korey had also gotten a surprise himself.  How interesting this day had been.  I waved good-bye to them all and closed the door returning to the kitchen where my last two guests were just finishing.

 

“You’ve got just enough left for a meal,” Neil said.  “I doled it out and made everyone take something as you prefer.”  Neil initially thought I was nuts to give away the food at the end of a party.  Then, he came to understand it was about sharing and sending men off with something to eat later which would remind them of the good time that they had had.  It made sense to him when he figured it out.

 

“Well, thank the both of you for staying to clean up.  It saves me a little work,” I said.

 

Neil and Glen walked to me and hugged me.  “We didn’t want you cleaning up after the others had left.  We wanted you to ourselves,” Neil said as he hugged me once more.  Glen stepped up to my side and joined in on the hug.

 

“Well, since everything is put away, I suppose I should thank you two in some way for being so helpful.  Any idea what would pay my debt to you two?” I asked.

 

Part 12

 

Glen moved behind me and said, “Well, I can think of something.”  Though knowing of Glen from Neil, I was a little surprised at his boldness.  It didn’t bother me.  Neil must have also told Glen all about me or at least as much as he knew about me.  I felt Glen’s tongue run up my neck as Neil leaned forward and gently parted my lips pushing his tongue deep inside my mouth.  The three of us stood there making out.  Our hands roamed over flesh rubbing and squeezing it.  Glen moved his fingers to my nipples and began massaging them gently at first but increased the pressure slightly with each passing minute.  Neil had wrapped his arms around me pulling me close to him.  I was caught between them.

 

We stood together locked as if one body.  Glen continued his licking on my neck, back, and shoulders as he increased the pressure on my nipples.  He had begun a slow grinding now between his thumb and index finger.  This friction-giving sensation was causing a hyper drive in me exciting me sexually.  My dick had begun to fill and raise but with some difficulty since Neil was pressed to my front side.  I could tell also that he was being aroused as I felt the hard pressure of his swelling dick that also was trying to lift itself up between us.  Glen, too, was spurred on by his advances on me.  His dick, too, was rising.

 

Neil pulled his tongue from my mouth.  I felt empty.  He held me but lowered his head to my chest nudging Glen’s hand away from my left nipple.  I felt teeth replace the fingers that had by now worked my skin to an almost rawness.  The teeth felt super sharp because of the sensitivity of the area.  I gasped loudly.  Neil continued nibbling, chewing, and licking my nipple as Glen continued his ever increasing pressure on my right nipple.  The two worked in tandem causing great and glorious beautiful pain to race through me.  Glen shifted moving his hands under my pits which raised my arms and then clasped his hands together behind my neck.  His release of my right nipple sent the blood rushing back in to the area causing sharp beautiful pain.  Just as it subsided, Neil switched his attention from my left nipple to the right one causing the same sharp slicing feeling of his teeth as he had done when he first began working on my left nipple with his mouth.  He grabbed my left nipple with his right thumb and index fingers and continued on with his torture.  Indescribable bliss is all that I can say.

 

Now, I was being held in place by Glen as Neil worked my nipples over.  I knew they would be sore for sure when he was finished.  There didn’t seem to be any interest in stopping until all of a sudden Neil dropped his hand from my left nipple and pulled his teeth off my right nipple.  I felt him moving down to the floor where he grabbed my dick and shoved it all the way into his mouth.  Seconds after he had shoved my dick into his mouth, Glen released his hold on me and once more reached around grasping each of my nipples with his entire hands and squeezed hard.  He held tightly to the areas as Neil began sliding his mouth down the full length of my dick and then back off again.  He sucked and sucked rapidly as I adjusted myself knowing that if the two of them continued much longer I was going to shoot my load of cum.

 

Then, Glen released my nipples and stepped back away from me.  I was now tied only to Neil who had my dick in his mouth.  He shoved his mouth back down the full length and held there.  I then noticed Glen had a firm hold of my left shoulder.  I felt a hand on my right ass cheek and heard the crack of skin hitting skin.  Again and again and again the sound reverberated in the kitchen.  Glen switched shoulders that he held and repeated by hitting my left ass cheek.  He then alternated between the two as Neil held my dick steady in his mouth.  My dick, balls, and brain were all getting mixed signals.  I willed my brain to succumb to the pain focusing on how it “hurt” when I was hit.  My dick began to sag as Glen continued whipping me stopping only when Neil pulled his mouth off my dick letting the still semi hard dick bounce in front of me.

 

Neil stood.  He looked at me sternly.  “Bitch, you aren’t finished yet by a long shot.  I’m going to use you to teach Glen some things that he needs to learn.”

 

“Yes, Sir.  If I may, my girls need to go out and be fed.  Neil if you would do that, please, and Glen if you would take the pool towels to the wash room, I’d appreciate it.  I will in the meantime go and prepare the bedroom.  If that is okay with you, Sir,” I said.

 

Neil agreed, and I departed to make a quick readiness of my bedroom.

 

When I got there, the first thing I did was to switch on the camera.  I wondered how long James had set it to record.  That wasn’t my problem.  I then moved to the night stand quickly pulling open the drawer and checking the contents.  It looked like everything was there.  I quickly tossed back the cover folding it quickly before removing it to a chair.  I then quickly tossed back the covers folding them also and removing them.  Last, I moved the top sheet back folding it twice removing it.  No need that anything should be on the bed . . . except us.

 

I walked over to the night stand and looked in again.  I walked over to my chest, opened it, and selected a nice leather belt removing it from the drawer and moved it to the night stand drawer.  Just as I finished, Neil and Glen stepped inside the bed room.  I took three steps forward, knelt, and lowered my eyes to the floor.  The two walked inside to me and stopped.

 

“I’m going to announce some training procedures.  You can consent to or reject any of them without giving a reason.  If you consent, nod your head once.  If you reject, shake your head once.  This is a training session for Glen in which you are agreeing to participate.  Agreed?” Neil asked.

 

I nodded once.

 

Neil then proceeded to announce the list:  nipple torture; spanking; spit; slapping; sucking; rimming; toys; ball weights; taking piss; fisting; fucking.  After each, I nodded my head once.  When he had finished the list, there was silence.  I presumed Neil was trying to think of some additional items and couldn’t.  I didn’t dare offer up any suggestions—it wasn’t my place to do so.

 

Neil and I had played around some.  He knew obviously of my Sm penchant and had learned from me how to administer such.  He had been presumptive in offering me up to Glen as a study piece but I had a feeling that this session was going to be very informative for Glen as much as it was going to be enjoyable for me.  Time would tell.

 

I had decided to teach Neil after we had had sex the first time which coincided with when we met for the first time.  He had come to my home to talk about catering a party.  Neil had spent a few hours with me after that interview.  I liked his whole looks.  He stood 5 feet 10 inches tall, weighed about 170, deep dark brown eyes, in his thirties, short brown hair, naturally tanned body, fur covered chest but not overly hairy, nice rounded bubble ass that was heaven to munch, muscled from work, clean shaven face, small to medium size hands, balls that hung down and were the size of eggs, and a cut dick that started out limp but fluffed up to about 7 or 8 inches that curved upwards slightly.  We had sparked when I opened my front door to him.  I took him on a quick tour of the house and got down to business real quick working through the menu and necessities that his deli would provide for my party.  Then, we moved on to more pressing matters that entailed him finding out how hard a fucking that I enjoyed with his dick and that I insisted on his four cum loads go in my ass and not for him to pull out.

 

Glen on the other hand was a little unknown to me, yet I knew some things about him from Neil.  He stood 6 feet 2 inches, long unkempt blonde hair, clean shaven, crooked nose from a skating accident, about 185 pounds, sparkling blue eyes, light body (not white but not tanned), in his thirties, some chest fur, naturally smooth ass that was round and firm, large hands, nice size balls that didn’t dangle but just hung there, and a semi cut dick that probably matched Neil’s dick.  (Hosting pool parties has its benefits.)  I was taking a chance here but always had the option to halt things.

 

Neil had me to rise and to stand by the bed.  I followed directions.  From the second drawer in the night stand, he removed two nipple clamps and instructed Glen how to attach them and what they would do.  Neil checked the tightness but found that Glen had attached them to me to his satisfaction.  Not too tight but tight enough to stay on during the session.  Neil had me to get on the bed face down where he attached the straps to my wrists and ankles that he knew were attached to the bed but hidden under it.  He then proceeded to explain the art of spanking by hand, slapping, and using a belt.  He pointed out the obvious marks left on the backside of me.  He also let Glen test the security straps for the fit.  Glen was a fast learner and asked some very interesting and pointed questions.  Neil answered him as he had learned from me.

 

Once Glen had learned how to secure wrists and ankles, Neil moved his learning on to the topics of spanking and using a belt.  He explained my back which was obvious.  Glen learned that after such a previous work out that left obvious marks it was unwise to go harshly again unless the sub was a heavy masochist.  Glen obviously had had some experience in spanking as he had done a very good job in the kitchen.  Neil had him to repeat his performance to see the difference between a standing masochist and one face down.  After his trial, Glen was moved on to using a belt.  He was walked through the procedure and then allowed to work on my back, ass, and legs which did nothing but excite and arouse me.  My dick was pointing straight down toward the foot of the bed and began pouring pre-cum out of the slit making a huge puddle.  This was pointed out to Glen.

 

Neil then had Glen to spit on me.  Glen then learned that it was about delivery and humiliation.  He demonstrated how to send it flying and to hit hard.  He talked to Glen some more and had him to try several more times. 

 

Neil opened the third night stand drawer and removed several toys.  He let Glen handle them and explained them all:  dildo; butt plug; speculum.  Neil demonstrated all of the toys and how to use them.  He pointed out for some masochists using a lube isn’t necessarily required and to always play it by ear.  Neil did an excellent job instructing Glen.  Glen had some snags when he took over for the experience but learned quickly.  He had a little trouble with the speculum and needed some time to learn how to use it properly. 

 

Finishing out his instructions about toys, Neil introduced Glen to ball weights by adapting the session.  He went in my closet and brought out a pair of my boots.  He showed Glen how to use the laces to go around the balls to create weights.  Since I was well up on the bed, he then used a rope from the night stand to tie off my balls running the rope down the bed tying off the boots to the rope creating the weight that pulled my balls well away from my body.  Neil cautioned Glen to be very watchful of the color of the sack so as not to cut off the blood supply totally.

 

The learning session was progressing along with Glen asking questions for clarity and Neil explaining in detail—but not boring detail—what each part of the session was and gave clear instructions on limits as well as what to look for.  Neil had learned from me, but I suspected he had been doing some practice on his own.  Good for him.

 

Clearly, Neil was in charge and Glen was an excellent student.  Neil went through the three possibilities of piss play:  on; drunk; up an ass.  (Anything else is just taking a piss.)  He described the warmth that piss brought to a scene.  He also explained about what one eats does affect the taste of piss just as it does the taste of cum.  Neil described the sensual feeling that the warm water has on a body.  Of course, some men are revolted by such play while others revel in it.  I’ll take piss with a cum chaser when possible . . . or vice versa.

 

Fisting was the next topic for school.  Neil really skipped over this topic.  He said he preferred to save it for another time since there wasn’t sufficient time to fully learn by doing.  He promised Glen that he would cover it another time.  Glen accepted his word.  I wondered when that might be and just who the fistee would be.

 

The last topic for the session was fucking.  Neil quickly went through the basics/vanilla brand and proceeded on to the hardcore version.   He described in detail how some men preferred hard hurting fucking where their ass was sore if not slightly injured by bruising.  He gave great detail and description of how such was possible.  Last, Neil went into some detail about incorporating Sm play into fucking.  He explained how the masochist was usually highly excited by the use of Sadism during fucking.  Neil ended the learning session by answering Glen’s final questions and then added, “So, you’ve gone through a lot this evening.  And, our host here has been very patient and willing.  We owe him a big debt of gratitude and need to pay it now.  Unstrap his left side, and I’ll get this side.”

 

When freed, I pushed up off the bed slowly and finally got off the bed stretching.  I had been secured in one position for a very long time.  I said to Glen, “Neil has learned his lessons well and gave you very good information.  Absorb it thoroughly and be willing to expand on it.  I believe you’ll become a very good Dom if not a Master of the art.  From tonight’s experience, I’d say you both are well on your way down that proverbial Sm path and would be honored to serve as a subject if either or both of you would care to use me again.  But, for now, as you can see from the bed and me, I’m ready for some good hot fucking from the two of you.”  I turned to Neil and said, “Is there any issue with my need?”

 

Neil looked at me and then at Glen and said, “No problem at all.  Glen understands that you do not allow condoms used to fuck you.  He is willing.  He also knows you take all cum inside you.  And, I believe he might be excited about that prospect.”  Neil smiled at me and then looked at Glen’s dick which was now rising quickly.  I noticed also that Neil’s dick was awake and aware.

 

I stretched once more then smiling climbed back onto the bed on all fours settling at the end with the tops of my feet hooked on the side of the mattress.  I looked at each of them and said, “Well, there will be no initial lube so whoever goes in my ass first is going in dry.  There will be plenty of lube when he pulls out.  You guys figure out who gets my ass first and who gets his dick sucked or ass eaten . . . or both.”  I gambled but thought Neil would go first to give Glen an idea of what he was talking about in regard to hard fucking and possibly even some Sadism tossed in.  I settle myself and waited.  Neil finally started walking to the end of the bed and Glen moved up on the bed sliding in under me so that I could suck his dick.

 

I lowered my lips down to the head of Glen’s dick and gently lifted it up with my lips sucking it into my mouth slowly.  I lowered my head slowly the full length adjusting my throat and giving small bouncing motions to adjust to this new dick.  I felt Neil behind me running his fingers over my hole.  First an index finger entered and twisted as it was fully inserted.  Neil began dry fucking me for a few seconds before adding his middle finger repeating the action.  I said nothing but focused on the cock in my mouth.  It had now fully inflated and was tasty with the coating of cum that had been smeared over it.

 

Neil continued to dry fuck my ass with his fingers becoming harder in his insertions until he was at last pumping in and out of my ass hard, fast, and deep.  As he hit his full stride, I began feeling his fingernails more and detected that the tips of his fingers had now been bent slightly.  He made no outward sign of this change.  As I continued to suck on Glen’s cock a little slower, I concentrated on sending a signal to Neil:  I began to squeeze tighter on his fingers in a milking fashion.  He continued as did I.  When he had made about two dozen passes with his bent fingers using his nails, again he made no outward sign of change but began rotating his wrists moving his fingers around inside me abrading all around inside but not letting Glen know what we were doing.  Neil had told me something about himself which I had not known or even suspected.

 

About another two dozen passes and the pace in my ass began to slow until Neil was satisfied.  He stopped his finger pumping and said, “Well, I’m sure you’re ready now for my cock.  What do you think, Bill?”

 

I removed my mouth from the tasty dick I had been sucking and said, “Oh, yes; I’m sure my ass is ready for your dick fucking me good and depositing that load way up inside me as far as you can get it.”  I turned my attention to Glen and asked, “Do you enjoy your ass eaten?  If so, feel free to flip back and forth.”  I then slid my mouth back down the full length of his dick and sucked on.

 

Neil lined his dick head up with my entrance and asked if I was ready.  I nodded my head.  He slammed his now steel hard slightly upward curved dick full length into my ass.  His action split my hole open in a nanosecond and stretched my gut full open to accept his turgid tool.  I stopped my sucking.  I had not expected such exotic pain.  It was beautiful, but it was a different man fucking me now than had done before.  I held still stiffened by the shock but refused to move to dislodge this dick.  Neil waited only a few seconds before he began withdrawing fully and slamming back full throttle into my ass.  Again and again and again he yanked his dick completely out of my ass only to ram it full throttle the entire length back into me.  This is what I needed.

 

I focused on both of my holes being used now.  I tasted the fully inflated dick of Glen while experiencing the lustful drive of Neil’s dick in my ass.  This was a three way that was a first for me . . . and I hoped wouldn’t be the last.  I could sense that there was a connection growing at least on my part.  I realized that the nerve endings in my body were quieting themselves as Neil fucked on in earnest.  I began to milk his pummeling which stirred him.  Glen reached out and grasped my nipples manipulating them between his fingers.  Harder and harder he worked them as my body was jolted from behind by Neil.

 

Neil stopped his fucking and held his dick fully inserted.  I heard him breathing a little hard.  Slowly he pulled out telling Glen to swap places.  I lifted my head up off the dick, and the two swapped places.  Neil knelt ahead of me on the bed with his ass turned toward me.  I drove my tongue into his ass and began feasting as Glen shoved his hardened skin tube into my ass.  He began fucking immediately wasting no time for resting.  His hands were firmly grasping my hips as he pumped in and out of me with a great purpose.  He was driven to a purpose now:  He had to cum up my ass after being sucked and now feeling my ass wrapped around his dick.

 

Glen surprised me though despite being highly inflated and stimulated.  He fucked me hard mimicking Neil’s thrusts with his own hard jarring full insertions of his dick.  I milked his dick as I had done Neil’s.  I ate Neil’s ass as I knew he loved having done as Glen began increasing his speed of fucking.  I had no sense of time but focused on the taste of the wonderful ass my mouth was working on and the wonderful feeling of having such a wonderful new dick in my ass.  Many minutes passed by; this I did realize.

 

“Fucking ass.  No holding now,” I heard Glen saying as he revved up his speed once more.  Harder and harder he drove his dick in and out of me.  I continued eating Neil as best I could considering the hard fucking I was receiving.  I gently squeezed down on Glen’s dick and held that pressure.  I periodically would give a quick squeeze and relax.

 

“FUCK!  DAMN!  YES!” I heard Glen yelling as he made two quick insertions and back out movement holding himself fully inside me after the second.  His hands had now grabbed my hips even harder.  I knew what was happening.  His white glue-like fluid was being delivered in my ass deeply.  He was fucking his load of cum in my ass where it needed to be.  I was thankful and getting hard once more just thinking of this new brand of cum entering my body for the first time.  I had driven my tongue straight into Neil’s ass as soon as Glen had begun shooting his load.  I began sucking as I held my tongue in place.  I knew what this would do to Neil.

 

Glen began relaxing his grip on my hips.  I knew this meant that his discharge was ebbing.  His breathing was slowing as well.  I could only imagine how much cum Glen had given me but loved every little swimmer of his.  I felt Glen begin to slowly pull his dick from my ass; I clamped down on him with my sphincter so as to drain every bit of juice in me.  When the base of his dick head reached my ass hole opening, he stopped.  I relaxed a little and allowed him to slowly pop out of my ass.  Neil, though facing away from what was happening, knew that Glen’s fuck was over.  He quickly moved his ass away from my mouth and got off the bed.

 

Once more the two swapped places.  This time Glen presented his dick for me to clean which I did with gentleness so as not to shock his for now sated fuck tool.  Neil had found his place once more at my ass and drove his dick full length inside me as I cleaned the last of the fuck juices off Glen’s dick.  Neil began pounding my ass for all he was worth.  He was ready and took only a few seconds before beginning to cry out in his loud moans of lust and satisfaction.  He made one final thrust inside me and began his discharge as well pushing his cum load out of his body into mine to mix with Glen’s cum load.  More and more and more his cum fled his body and became a part of me.  His grasp of my hips loosened as his moans and growls lowered in volume and urgency of delivery.  He soon had completed his task and finished his job by withdrawing his dick as had Glen had done.  As Neil’s dick popped out of my ass, I released Glen’s dick from my mouth.  It was Neil’s turn now to be cleaned which I did with duty and lust in mind.

 

The three of us stretched out on my bed and rested.  Nothing needed to be said.  I lay on my stomach as usual.  I have this thing for gravity doing its duty once I’ve been fucked. We lazed there as we discussed Glen’s lessons.  He was very interested in the Sm aspect of possibilities.  He was a single man who had met Neil at the deli.  Their relationship had developed as friends and now was expanding.  Though not said, I suspected that the two of them were developing more than just friendship.  I thought that Neil was finally coming out of his own exile because of Glen and was ready to move forward with if not a fuck buddy at least another man who offered an opportunity to teach and share other men with.

 

We talked at length with me occasionally thinking of the recording and wondered how long the tape would record.  I found later James had the machine set for four hours.  Soon, though, it became apparent from Neil that his need was not limited to one round in my ass.  This was usual.  Glen was Neil’s equal in the need to fuck.  The three of us returned to initial positions and repeated the scene with each dropping another load of cum in my ass though each did take a bit longer to do so.  I didn’t mind as I had no plans to end this day.  What did change was that Glen offered up his ass to me to eat which I did with great enthusiasm.  Glen learned a new lesson in man-pervert sex.  I learned later he became very fond of having his ass eaten that night.

 

The two finally departed, and I turned my attention to my girls.  I let them out and fed them.  It was very late.  I cleaned up the bedroom setting everything in order.  We three then lounged on my bed and watched some television.  I finally went to the kitchen and got a small snack returning to the bedroom where I also took a snack for my babies.  We ate in silence, and I began to tire.  I looked at the clock.  It was almost eleven.  It had been a long day.  I got up and made my way through the house checking all the exterior doors and letting my girls out for the last time.  We returned to my bedroom where I crawled under the covers as the two of them settled on their spots on the bed.  I turned out the lights and set the tv to turn off in two hours going to sleep almost immediately.

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Part 13

 

Monday morning rolled around.  I had slept soundly after being in the sun by and in the pool.  Add to that the session with Neil and Glen had drained me of my energy.  I was reinvigorated though now and ready for the week.  I set about moving through the day which was uneventful.  The usual meetings and questions plus calls and correspondence filled my day.  Stuart made sure that everything went smoothly.  I’d have to reward him some way for making my life so easy.  I did not want to lose him.  The day ended with me going home and going through my mail after seeing and spending time with my girls.  I got a call from a buddy—Jerry—who asked if I’d like to go to a movie with him.  We arranged to meet and spent the evening in the dark theater.  Afterwards, we grabbed a light supper and went our separate ways.

 

I went off to bed as soon as I took care of my girls again.  There was a need on occasion to recharge the batteries and just take things easy.  I woke up a couple of times during the night and listened.  It was an odd feeling but since I heard nothing and my girls didn’t give any hint of things out of order, I went back to sleep.

 

Tuesday went about the same as Monday.  I made notes on my calendar to get money for James for this Friday and next Thursday.  I told Stuart I was taking time off so that he could get ready any papers for me before I left and notified department heads of my time out of the office and being unavailable to contact.  There was a pecking order that was followed when I was gone.  I left on time going home after picking up some things at a couple of stores.  I got home and had just let my girls out when the phone rang.  I answered it and found Kevin on the line.

 

“Hey, man.  How’s my favorite neighbor up the street,” Kevin asked.

 

“I’m doing okay.  How are you, Kevin?  You three work over any poor unsuspecting soul lately,” I chimed back.

 

“Naaaaw.  Not since nailing your ass,” he said.  “In fact, I was calling to see if you was up for some company tomorrow night.  I’ve got a set of balls that are turning blue an don’t look good with my black skin.”

 

“Oh?  Black and blue are my two most favorite colors.  Well, when I’m wearing them I should add,” I said and chuckled.  “Tomorrow night.  I think that would be a great evening.  What time will you three arrive?”

 

“No; just goin’ to be me.  I think we need a private session.  You know what I mean,” Kevin said.

 

“Oh, you want a private session so you can breed me rather than just fuck me.  That sounds real good to me.  I look forward to it.  What time,” I asked.  I knew in order to be ready tomorrow it would have to be a short day.

 

“Yeah, man.  We had a connection.  You need it as much as I do.  I could tell you get off on getting bred by a big dicked Black man like me.  It’s how you got pozzed, isn’t it?  I know it is.  Don’t matter to me though.  I’m gonna plant more of mine in you an I know you’ll love taking every drop of it,” Kevin went on.

 

I kept the phone to my ear as I let my girls back inside and fed them.  I thought about what he had said finally responding after the long silence, “You know, you’ve read me right.  I believe I was nailed by a poz Black man.  No accusation or regret there.  Just an honest response from me.  You and I both know and understand what joins us.  You give; I accept.  So, tomorrow night about six?  Is that okay,” I asked.

 

“Six works.  And, just so you know, I’m gonna breed you all night.  Right?” he asked.

 

I smiled slightly and said, “You breed me all night.  I get up at seven to get to work on time.  That gives you eleven hours to plant as much of that tainted poison you call cum in my ass that you can.”

 

“You cum whore; see you tomorrow night,” Kevin said and hung up.

 

I stood there for a few seconds and replaced the receiver.  I looked at my girls who were sitting obediently.  “You’re daddy is going to get fucked again tomorrow night.  No, he’s going to get bred all night long.  Are you two up for it?”  They wiggled their tails in response.  I fixed a light supper and fed my girls.  We did the home office work and went downstairs to the play room.  I hadn’t been in it in awhile.  I went inside and checked all of the supplies.  I made a list of what I needed to order from Dim.  I stopped and thought about him and smiled.  We went back upstairs after making sure that everything was in shape.

 

We passed through the house.  I noted what the cleaning service had not done and made a mental note to call Brian.  We then went outside and made the rounds.  I went to the pool house and checked the service call log.  The pool chemical balances were all within acceptable ranges this trip.  I thought that odd since I’d had the pool party.  I suppose it was just luck.  We walked back to the house locking the back door before proceeding through the rest of the house checking the doors.  We then went back to the kitchen where I prepared all three of us a snack.  We went to my bedroom where I stripped and got in bed.  The girls took their positions and waited patiently.  I fed them their snack and ate mine.

 

I turned on the television and set it for two hours to shut off.  It was still early but I had to make up for the time I was going to miss in the afternoon.  I soon drifted off and was fading in and out of sleep when the phone rang.  I was a bit irritated but answered it.  “Hello,” I said a bit rudely.

 

“Bill?  This is Daryl.  We met online, and I dropped by last week.  I hope you remember me,” I heard in the earpiece.

 

I quickly shook off my irritation and replied, “Of course, I remember you, Daryl.  I have loads of memories of you.”

 

“Good.  I’ve been thinking about you and was wondering what you were up to,” he said.

 

“Just my usual work during the day and my evenings are whatever comes up,” I said admitting to nothing.  “What have you been up to?”

 

“Working like you and I’ve been thinking more though about when I’ll get another invitation to drop over and fuck you full of my cum,” Daryl said.  “I enjoyed your ass wrapped around my dick and was impressed how you took such a pounding from me.  I really enjoyed myself.”

 

“Good.  I’m really glad to hear you enjoyed yourself.  I know that I enjoyed our visit a lot—a whole lot.  You’re welcome any time I’m available.  I do have plans for tomorrow night though.  When did you want to come over?” I asked.

 

“Well, I was thinking this weekend.  In fact, I was hoping to get a weekend invitation so I could breed you full of my dirty seed.  You love taking it, and I love giving it.  Makes for an excellent match,” Daryl said.

 

“I have some business on Friday at some time in the evening.  I won’t know exactly when it will take place.  I don’t mean a fuck date either.  So, what about we plan on a weekend but not sure as to the exact time you can come over.  I am sorry that I can’t be more generous than that.” I said with great regret while hoping that Daryl wouldn’t feel rejected.  “For what it is worth, I do very much like the idea of you breeding me for an entire weekend.”

 

“Well, then, it’s the weekend.  You’ve got my number and can call when it’s okay for me to come over.  You do remember how I love breeding willing white men.  You do know this time I’m going to tear your ass up good,” Daryl said providing me the opportunity to back out.

 

“I remember what we talked about, and I also remembered how you were ‘gentle’ with me the first time.  You breed me in the greatest depth of depravity that you know and deposit all your poison as far up inside me as you can where it can’t get out,” I said.

 

“We’ll talk on Friday then.  I am going to save all my ball juices for you.  I’m going to knock you up good, white man,” Daryl said.  “You’re going to take my poison juice, and knowing you for the short time I have you’re going to love it.  I’ll talk to you Friday then.  Night.”

 

“I’ll be ready for you just as soon as you come through the door.  I’ll have the girls put up, and I will be ready,” I said.  “Night.”

 

I hung up the phone.  I told my girls it was all right and to go back to sleep.  I followed my own advice and was soon deep in a restful sleep.

 

Part 14

 

The alarm awakened me.  I rose and followed my routine leaving for my office.  I arrived earlier than usual which caused some uplifted eyebrows.  I went to work on some upcoming items and checked my calendar for the next three weeks.  I had to clear it for sure for my trip.  As I finished outlining what I needed, Stuart arrived.  I gave him a copy of what I needed and by when setting him in motion to arrange everything.  Everyone knew that when Stuart said “now” it was the same as my saying it.  The pace in the office picked up and schedules were re-arranged.  I was able to leave a little earlier than I had planned which was good.  I wanted all the time I could have to be ready for tonight and Kevin.

 

My girls were surprised at my coming home early but were pleased at seeing me.  They grinned and playfully jumped around telling me of their enthusiasm.  I walked through the house as they ran to the back door where they exited to take care of their business.  Returning, I treated them to a biscuit each.  We went back through to my bedroom where I stripped and went into my bathroom.  I filled the tub with warm water and settled in as the two of them settled down on the cool floor.  I soaked myself thoroughly warming my core temperature to give me a bit of a zip in energy.  I looked up at the clock seeing I had now broiled for almost three quarters of an hour.  I should be getting myself ready which I set about doing.  Afterwards, I dried off and we walked into the bedroom.

 

I folded the spread placing it in the closet out of the way.  I pulled back the cover and climbed in setting the clock.  I wanted to nap and would just get one before Kevin showed up right on time.  My girls settled in close to me.  They sensed something was up and that tonight they were going to be unable to sleep in bed with me.  My girls were very astute and understood my moods and actions.

 

The alarm sounded at 5:30.  I had slept but not deeply knowing that I would need the sleep to make up for tonight as well as the energy that I would derive from such.  I got out of bed and let my girls out.  We went back to the bedroom to make a last minute check of things finding all was ready.  As we walked down the hall the doorbell rang.  My girls raced off letting it be known they were on guard and not going to take any prisoners.  I hushed them as I reached the door looking through the peep hole.  It was Kevin right on time.

 

“Sir, won’t you enter so that we can get to breeding your toxic cum up in my ass.  How’s that for being forward?”  I laughed as Kevin stepped through the door which I closed quickly behind him locking it.  He bent over and patted my girls.  “Off you go to your bedroom for tonight.  Your bedroom, girls.  How are you, sexy man?” I asked sincerely moving toward Kevin.

 

Kevin stepped toward me.  Quick as a flash, his left hand flew through the air landing on my cheek with a resounding sound.  I stopped.  I straightened my head but stood perfectly still except for my cock and balls which now were in a dance of their own.  My balls rolled around inside my nut case as my cock began lifting upwards eventually beginning to give a telltale sign of oozing that slick clear pre-cum fluid.  It was all over in a matter of less than five seconds.

 

“I had to know.  You for real on that hurtin’ bit.  I gotta be careful though with you.  I get carried away sometime and can’t stop.  You know now.  I get off on breedin’ white pigs like you and stuffin’ you full of my poison nut juice and beatin’ you and whatever else I can.  I don’t want to scare you but your kind ain’t always available for me.” Kevin said.

 

I looked at Kevin reaching out to him saying, “Now, you know about me, too.  Together we will make sure that you get totally satisfied in your lust but also make sure that there is no harm done.  I can tell that your slap has excited you as much as it did me.”  I said this as I removed Kevin’s shirt as he kicked off his sandals and let his shorts drop to the floor.  I scooped his clothes up and winked at him walking away to the bedroom.

 

Kevin’s clothes were placed in a chair.  I turned seeing him heading for the bathroom; I followed immediately.  Inside, he had reached the commode.  “Wait, please.  I’ll drink that if you’d like.”  Kevin turned back to me, and I knelt on the floor opening my mouth.  Kevin took a couple of steps to me raising his hooded beautifully veined dick in my mouth where I closed around it making a seal.  It was still semi-rigid despite the walk from the front door.  I tasted the pre-cum he had produced.  I quickly darted my tongue beneath his hood and swirled it around.  It was fucking awesome!  I no sooner had removed my tongue when the first trickle of warm salty water hit my tongue filling my mouth.  I swallowed quickly and continued to swallow making sure that not one drop was lost.  Kevin’s flow finally began ebbing until it was only a trickle followed by short spurts of the residual.  Marvelous!

 

I felt Kevin pulling backwards from me; I released his dick gently and slowly.  He reached up once more to take it in his hand pulling it the last way from my mouth.  I looked upward to him in gratitude and with lust as my own dick bobbed in excitement.  He pulled me upwards placing his arms around me for the first time.  I put mine around his neck.  Kevin finally tilted his head and leaned to me where our mouths met opening to the other.  We kissed passionately and deeply driving our tongues into each other’s mouth where our spit mixed and became one fluid belonging not to one but to both of us.  Kevin finally began the break, and we stared at each other.

 

“Dude, your kind don’t come along often an’ I gotta breed you good,” he said.  “I gotta fill you up with my nut juice and knock you up, man, with my own strain.  Just understand, no strings on me.  You cling an’ I won’t have nothin’ to do with you.  You know my buds don’t know ‘bout me totally.  We all know the risk, but I the one that’s tagged.”

 

“Kevin, you will find I’m not the clinging kind.  I’m too much of a cum whore to settle for just one man.  You can breed me all you want any way you want for as long as you want.  Just understand that you won’t be the only man shooting his cum in my ass and if I’m lucky shooting his poz cum in my ass.  And, yes, I love drinking piss.  I love taking piss up my ass, too.  I just hate it washing out any cum that’s up there though.  Your housemates will not find out from me.  Finally, yes, I’m a masochist.  No abuse or injury and few limits but there are points of definite interest and willingness for you to explore.  Okay?”  We began walking back to the bedroom.

 

“Cool,” he replied.

 

“Now, one thing:  What happened to that fat PA you had?  I was looking forward to it joining us and ripping my ass up.  I mean, if you’re going to breed me good and proper,” I added.

 

“I didn’t want to crack any of your teeth or tear you up too much for what all I want to do to you.  ‘Sides, your ass is going to get tore up for sure.  My poison is goin’ in you an’ ain’t comin’ out of your ass.  I been thinkin’ about this almost from the first time I fucked you.  Knockin’ you up with my baby batter an’ makin’ you get flu again.  Man, just the thought of it turns me on somethin’ deep,” Kevin emphasized to me.  “But, ‘fore the night’s over, I’ll put that back in and use it to tear you up some more just to be sure I knock you up.”  He smiled this wicked smile and drove his tongue back into my mouth for a quick kiss.

 

“I took a short nap.  I figured I wouldn’t be getting much sleep tonight,” I said.  “Well, I hope I don’t get much sleep.”  We both laughed and broke our holds moving out of the bath room and into the bedroom.  At the edge of the bed, I pulled the drawers open on the night stand starting at the bottom.  I said nothing but showed Kevin what was in each drawer to let him know the contents were his to use.  We climbed onto the bed and settled in side by side.

 

“You a party man,” Kevin said.  It was not a question but a declaration.  Kevin was beginning to understand me better.

 

“Yes, I party.  Not to excess but definitely party when it adds to the flavor of the scene,” I said.  “I do poppers, ethyl, 420, coke once—loved it—but mostly meth.  I snort it, smoke it, bootie bump it, and slam it which I love best of all.  I love getting all partied up and letting loose with a man who will take charge and use me hard and good.  I get tina dick which is best for me as my biggest sex organ is my ass.  Now, whether or not I use is always up to the man or men I’m with.  I let him or them decide as I need for them to be totally satisfied in using me for their pleasure.”

 

We looked at each other letting my words settle between us.  He finally grinned slightly and winked.

 

“Do you enjoy using a cum whore like me?” I asked suspecting that I already knew the answer.

 

“Oh, yeah, man.  Love usin’ and hurtin’ white dudes like you.  Just not enough of you can take it from me.  Gonna cut you some this time though first time just us.  Gonna concentrate on getting’ you preg with my poison.  Need to breed you this time and hurt you next.” Kevin said.  “And, I think that’s what you’d enjoy.  Fuckin’ you full of my poison now and then next time move on to the next level.”

 

I thought about the intimacy that Kevin was suggesting knowing that it was meant to be taken personal but with no emotional attachments.  “I believe you are right, Kevin.  This time you and I will make our connection and next time we’ll build on this connection and progress where you and I need to go,” I said looking at him.

 

We had been engaged in this chat as we lay next to each other on the bed.  I knew that my cock had been seeping an amount of pre-cum just hearing our conversation as my balls had begun gently rolling around inside their container as I had heard and contributed to the conversation letting all the words sink in.  My cock had bounced around a few times also in hearing all this and anticipating what would happen this night.

 

I knew also that Kevin had been affected by our proximity and conversation as more than once I had felt his fleshy hooded cock reach out to me making contact.  I knew without having to look that Kevin, too, was leaking his copious thick and sticky pre-cum.  I was beginning to hunger for the taste of this man and feel him invading me repeatedly so that he could once more in multiple orgasms fill me with the juices of his heavy pair of nuts.

 

“I know I can load you at least two or three times but I wanna drain every bit of my nuts in you.  So, I’m gonna take one of those pills you got stashed inna drawer,” Kevin said beginning a smile.  He rose up turning around to the edge of the bed and opening a drawer.  He retrieved one of the bottles taking out one pill popping it into his mouth and swallowing with a little difficulty.  He replaced the bottle rummaged through the drawer as well as two more removing several items placing them on the nightstand.  “While we wait for it to kick in, let’s do some.”

 

I had risen upright on the bed making myself comfortable as Kevin had made himself at home.  I watched as he had taken a Viagra.  I knew from the two previous meetings that he did not need such a pill.  I figured he was just hedging his opportunity to have more “incentive” to fuck me even more.  He had taken from the drawers a bottle of poppers, a can of Maximum Impact, a handkerchief, a bottle of KY, my favorite plug, several cock rings, a couple of towels, a jar of my special blend of Crisco with secret ingredients, a bag of pot and pipe, and finally another pipe, lighter, and several small bags of meth.

 

I reached over picking up my favorite leather strap.  “May I or would you prefer me to use rope to bind my balls?  I prefer my balls be pushed down away from my body.” I said.

 

Kevin looked at the strap.  I quickly rose up on my knees and snapped it into place.  I then lifted up my dick for his view.  “Let me see what the rope looks like.”  I knee-walked over to the other side of the bed and retrieved my rope.  I stood on the floor removing the strap and began wrapping the rope around my balls tucking the end so that it did not interfere with anything.  Once more I lifted my cock up as I walked around to Kevin to view.  He stared and then held the strap up in front of the rope.  “Leave the rope on; use the strap another time.”

 

I got back on the bed settling once more beside Kevin.  He had been busy.  I saw one pipe had been packed with pot.  The glass pipe had been filled with meth.  The top from the spray had been removed and tossed on the floor out of the way.  Kevin had found that the bags of meth were of two types:  some bags held intact crystals while other bags had been crushed into a fine powder.  Kevin separated them and had gone back into the drawer after the alcohol swabs, water, band, Sharpie, mixing bottle, and points.  He marked the points laying them to the side.

 

“You real cool, dude.  You got this set right.  You do know how to party,” he said and laughed loudly going back to his work.  “Come lay out your slam.”

 

I moved off the bed and around him.  I picked up one of the fine powder bags.  I opened a drawer moving a couple of items before retrieving my “shovel”.  (I had found that an item used to push back cuticle on fingers worked beautifully for measuring meth.)  I also retrieved a 3 by 3 black piece of paper putting it on the nightstand.  I measured out my hit dumping it into the mixing bottle.  I added the water and began mixing the content.

 

As I worked on the mixing, Kevin had lit the pipe with the pot and inhaled.  He looked up at me, and I bent over.  We shotgunned the hit.  We repeated a couple of more times.  Kevin searched through the drawers until he found the pointless syringe he had seen earlier.  He measured out some more meth about the same quantity I had.  I looked at the bottle and opened it.  I took a point and filled the syringe tapping out the air until the barrel was ready.  Kevin took the bottle and dumped the new contents adding water.  Somehow, he mixed his lot much faster than I had and sucked it up into the pointless syringe.

 

Kevin lit the pot once more; we shotgunned again.  I knew I was being affected and presumed that Kevin was also.  I was becoming antsy in anticipation of this play time.  It was my usual mode.  I get really excited and turned on when I party and especially when I party with a man such as Kevin.

 

“Put a pillow under your hips,” Kevin said.  “You gonna plunge this bump when I hit your arm.”  I did as I was told ending up on my back with my ass stuck in the air on top of two pillows instead of one.  I pulled my legs back to my chest and reached down between my legs finding my ass location.  Kevin had gone back to the drawer again to pull out the band which he expertly put around my left arm; I pumped my fist several times.  Kevin picked up my bump and inserted it into my ass as far as he could.  He guided my hand to it and allowed me to adjust so that I could get a good push when he said to.

 

I felt the wipe on my arm and watched as Kevin picked up the point.  He put the tip to my skin and began a slow steady push as I felt the small prick.  I stared intently as my eyes widened in total excitement.  I knew I was leaking heavily now as the pre-cum was hitting my groin.  Kevin held steady, then, made a gentle pull back on the plunger.  As he did, a quick puff of red shot into the barrel swirling around and mixing with the liquid.  My eyes were now wide open and my breathing had become shallow and almost non-existent as I anticipated what was about to happen.

 

I quickly looked up at Kevin and smiled.  I nodded slightly and quickly looked back to the barrel.  Kevin’s grip never varied but I saw his slow depression of the plunger and the now red fluid begin to disappear into the needle ultimately ending in my arm.  When half the contents remained, Kevin quietly said, “Now; hit yours.”  I obeyed and depressed the plunger quickly and completely.  Kevin reached up and removed the band on my arm, placed a sterile gauze pad over the injection site, and removed the needle.  I let go of the syringe in my ass and took the pad pressing it firmly while raising my arm upwards.  I looked up at Kevin who was smiling down at me.  I coughed three times.

 

Kevin quickly picked up the band and removed the syringe from my ass.  I could feel my dick shriveling.  I didn’t care.  Already I was on fire and super horny.  Kevin reached for the pillows under me, and I rolled back onto myself to allow him to pull them away then stretched out fully.  “Man, you are flying!” Kevin said and laughed.  He picked up the pot pipe and lit it taking a hit then handed it to me.  I drew deeply and passed it back to him.

 

“Pull up; you need lube,” Kevin said.  I rolled backwards once more.  Kevin shoved the bottle of KY in my ass and squeezed gently.  I felt horny again with the bottle.  He withdrew it and put it back on the nightstand.  He climbed onto the bed between my legs spreading them as he pushed them backwards and down onto my chest.  I watched his face as he smiled down at me.  He never looked at his cock or my ass but moved forward as if a magnet was being drawn to its negative opposite.

 

Our eyes kept locked on each other as he came nearer and nearer.  I felt the tip of his cock brush against my ass, and Kevin settled in his spot.  Once more I felt the tip of his cock brush my hole but this time there was a pressure applied.  He had found the opening and began pushing harder.  More and more he pushed as I pushed outward.  In a flash his uncut cock popped into my ass.  NOW, I was feeling a huge hunger and need for his big uncut cock to invade me fully.  I focused on that feeling as more and more of his fully hardened cock slid its way inside me more and more.  The deeper he went the more I needed.  Kevin finally bottomed out as he pressed his pubes totally flat against my cheeks.

 

Kevin grasped behind my knees and without any ceremony began pounding my hole hard.  In and out his cock pistoned in a hard drive using my ass for his pleasure . . . and mine.  Our eyes had kept locked onto the other until now.  I looked down at his nipples and reached up to them gently rubbing them.  I looked back up at Kevin whose eyes were now closed but his face told me what I needed to know.  I continued my gentle rubbing as his pounding continued into me.  Harder and harder he drove his cock making ever possible effort to go deeper only to be stopped by the bones in his own body.

 

I gently squeezed my sphincter tighter feeling how turgid Kevin’s cock had become.  It was most definitely hot wired to his nips which I continued to urge on to higher levels of excitement.  Kevin was now pounding my ass jarring me with each of his thrusts.

 

“Oh, fuck, yeah, Kevin.  Fuck that hole and feed it with your white glue of poisoned swimmers.  Breed me.  Breed me, hot man.  Flood my ass with your DNA so you can knock me up.  You know you and I both want it.  Give me that fuck flu from your strain.  Please, man.  Please, give me that poison strain of yours.  Ram your cock all the way in me.  Fuck me, Kevin.  Fuck me!  Please!  Kevin!  Shoot that load in me!  Please!” I begged of him.

 

All the while, Kevin had begun to fuck me harder and harder if that was possible until now he was glistening in sweat.  Each full hard fast plunge that he made into my ass with his cock was now finely tuned just like a European master engine of superior construction.  ‘DAMN!  FUCK!  GOD!” Kevin screamed as he drove his cock hard and deep into my ass one final savage thrust.  He held it deep as I felt his hard throbbing uncut cock pulsing and spitting out the contents of his poison depositing his load as deep into me as possible.  Kevin released my legs and grabbed me by the shoulders pulling me tightly as his face became distorted with the concentration I could understand of a poz man making a deliberate delivery of his tainted sperm with the desire of causing his bottom to be filled and lay the groundwork of conversion.  This was the first in a number of breedings that Kevin was going to perform on me during the next few hours.

 

In abject realization that Kevin had implanted me with his poison man juice, I met his loud screaming with that of my own:  "OH!  DAMN!  SWEET . . . JESUS!  HOT!  FUCK!"  My cry was such that my lungs burned from the volume of air and shrieking made by my vocal cords as I plaintively realized that Kevin had stopped fucking and filling me with his body fluid.  My own cock straining so that it felt as if the epidermis covering it would split open.  My balls rode up so close to my under body that it felt as if they would crawl once more deep up inside me as they had once resided.  The splattering sensation that erupted from my cock continued on coating everything that came within range.

 

Lights in my head exploded.  I squeezed my lids shut tighter than the vault at Ft. Knox then flew open wide taking in the total darkness of  a black hole in space.  I felt the real dampness of my body soaked with volumes of sweat drops as my head now pounded in earnest for relief from this agony.  My lungs continued to burn as friction heated the air that I sucked in and exhaled.  My mouth was native to the Gobi Desert.  In time, my own reaction began to subside but the fullness of relaxation was not reached for many minutes.

 

At long last of several minutes duration, I began to return to a somewhat normal state.  I continued to lay there letting my total exhaustion from this exercise sink in and return me to a settled and calm state.  I sat up steadying myself.  In relief, I began to remember all the events that I had been through.  I remembered each man who had fucked me, how many times each had cum in my ass, and what promises had been made to me from each of them to return for more time to be spent in my ass.  I smiled wickedly shaking my head in disbelief.

 

I stood up and carefully made my way to the kitchen where I drank slowly two full glasses of water returning to my bed afterwards.  I lay down covering my body with the top sheet.  The fitted sheet was soaked with my sweat I had found.  I adjusted myself getting comfortable once more.  I would not rush this sensation but was determined to return to my dream to see what would come next.

[drscorpio]

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[evilqueerpig]

DAMN! FUCKIN HOTT!!!!!

[usfboy2009]

wrong forum - no chem action at all

[Bttm2go]

Very creative. Hot as always.

[Guest sickhog]

a great story and i love where this is leading.... thank you.

[NLbear]

FUCK! Instant boner reading material! Great story

[backpackguy]

Fuckin LUV this story.........Knock up that whore...give him the bug he craves...Fuck yeah!!     

[deepfix]

Loving this story, it's going to be an all-time favourite - and there's plenty to read