Bi Bottom Turned Part 1

[makeyougocrosseyed]

     Mike was almost shaking as he was getting dressed.  He douched for a long time because he had the privacy this time: the wife and kids were away for the week and this was going to be the best Monday night he had in a long time.  This was perfect but unplanned because his fuck buddy was in town at the same time.  They had been fucking together for just over a year each time his fuck buddy was in town, but never more than a few snatched hours.  Mike always left wanting more.  This time would be different because Mike hoped to get fucked all night.  His buddy had a great cock, body and attitude which was both demanding and chilled at the same time.

     Mike was looking good.  He worked out a lot and was in good form, with a muscled body from serious work with weights.  His ass was shaved, his jockstrap on, and the lube and condoms in his knapsack. He also brought some weed just in case his buddy liked to smoke it.  They had never discussed drugs so on the last few occasions they fucked around, Mike smoked a joint in the parking lot beside the hotel and then popped about a dozen breath mints in his mouth.  And the sex was amazing.  So hopefully tonight he would smoke some weed with his buddy.

     His phone buzzed with a new text:

     "Got a prob. Colleague is in room next door. Can't play here."

     Fuck! Great! Mike was swearing and feeling anxious. He needed this.  So he texted back:

     "Any ideas where else?"

     His buddy texted back, "Bathhouse is the only option."

     Shit, this was not what Mike wanted. He was terrified to go to a bathhouse.  Terrified someone he knew might see him, terrified he might see someone he knew inside.   Too risky.  He didn't know what to do.  He texted, "No other idea?"

     He got a quick reply: "Nope, but we can get together next time I'm in town."

     Mike didn't even think about it and texted: "Nope, let's go to bathhouse."

     His buddy texted back and they worked out the details in a few more texts.

     On his way downtown, Mike got another text: "Waiting in the parking lot."

     Ten minutes later, Mike pulled into the lot and there was his buddy, looking sexy and chilled.  He was taller than Mike by several inches, and lean and lanky.  No matter what he wore his fuckbuddy had a bulge and just looking at his buddy's crotch made Mike stiffen.

     He parked, got out and they greeted and walked to the bathhouse. His buddy explained that he would get a room and Mike should get a locker, but to remember to sign a fake name.   They walked in and it was aglow with red light, music pounding and a cute guy behind a grill. His buddy got the only room available, the one with the bench.  Mike wasn't sure what that meant but he had an idea and he liked that idea.  He got his locker and the two of them walked through, keys and towels in hand. They walked past a bar then to the back of the room there was a lounge with some guys sitting around watching porn and stroking.  They all checked out Mike and his buddy. 

     The stairwell was right there and they walked up to the third floor and looked for the room.  They found it soon enough but Mike felt the place was disorienting and didn't really have his bearings, but once the door opened, Mike felt like he was in heaven: the room was big and had a padded angled fuckbench with straps attached.

    They both chuckled and made small talk as they got right down to business and began undressing and unpacking. Mike hauled out his lube and condoms and poppers and put them on the table beside the bed. His buddy was undressed and stroking quickly.  Mike stripped down to his jock and put his clothes in his knapsack. They put their stuff in the locker, locked it and got down on the bed. 

     His buddy laid back, sort of sitting up, legs spread, cock at half-mast and waiting for Mike's mouth.  So he crawled right into place and took that cock in his mouth.  He knew he had to give his buddy long slow deep strokes down and back up, over and over.  So he started these deepthroat slowstrokes and got into a rhythym.  He was in fucking heaven.  He was incredibly turned on that he was in a bathhouse, sucking his top buddy's cock.  He was stroking this cock with his throat, opening his lips even wider, making sure not one scrape of his teeth against this thick hard cock. 

     He loved this cock.  Just under 8" cut with a big knob and a thick shaft that must be at least 5" around straight to the base, Mike jerked off thinking about this cock.

     His buddy was enjoying this, clearly, from the encouragement and moans he made.  Soon his hands began to reach down and play with Mike's ass.  Eventually he had Mike turn around and present his hole to him.  Mike felt his buddy's hot breath on his hole.  Lightly and slowly his buddy ran his facial scruff just against one thigh and moved slowly up towards Mike's ass.  Then he switched to the other thigh and did the same thing.  Mike shivered, cause he knew this was going to be a memorable fuck.

     Soon Mike could feel his buddy's tongue swiping around his hole.  Round and round his hole, his buddy continually swiped his tongue until Mike thought he was going to lose his mind. Then all of a sudden he felt that tongue against his hole and Mike felt like he was going to melt.

     His buddy's phone went off but he ignored it as he began to tonguefuck Mike which always makes Mike feel like he was going to pass out from bliss.  Deeper and deeper, plunging his tongue in and out, Mike's buddy was feasting on his hole.  Again, Mike hears his buddy's phone go off and this time his buddy stops and opens the locker to get his phone. Mike hears him fumbling around but he stays on his hands and knees cause he knows his buddy likes his ass up and available.  His buddy mumbles something, and starts back tongueing his hole.  Eventually his buddy starts tapping his hole with one of his fingers. Gradually he works one in, and slowly pulls it in and out. On one of the strokes in, Mike feels a burning sensation and grimaces and pulls away. He never liked getting fingered but tolerated it cause his buddy like a little finger action.  The burning subsided and Mike felt surprisingly relaxed and if possible even hornier.  He said to his buddy, "Let me try out that bench." 

     He got up and leaned down and onto the bench. It was perfect. He found himself leaning just far enough forward so that he could see how easily he could suck cock and at the same time his ass was pointed out and up and completely exposed,   There was a place for his legs to rest and for his arms.  His buddy moaned and got behind Mike and began to tongue his hole again.  He tonguefucked him deeper this time and soon began poking around Mike's hole with a finger.  Mike tensed up even though this time it felt way better. Sure enough, as soon as his buddy's finger was inside of his hole he felt a burning, but stronger this time. He asked his buddy to pull it out. 

     At this point his buddy's phone went off again.  He mumbled and went to get his phone while Mike just lay in this fuckbench, completely horned up like he had not felt before.  His buddy broke the silence and said, "I gotta go."  Mike couldn't believe his ears.  Turns out his fuckbuddy's colleague needed help with something for work for the next day and Mike's buddy was the only one who could help him. 

     Mike asked if he could go and come back and Mike would wait there for him.  His buddy said that might work, got dressed and they made plans to text updates.  After he left, Mike was unbelievably horned up but limp. He couldn't get hard.  And he wanted to get fucked.  Badly.  Soon, he had to piss but that meant walking up and down the hall and he was nervous he'd run into someone he knew.  Figuring that he had no choice and feeling horned up by walking through the place, Mike found the nerve to do it.  He got his key and wrapped his towel around himself, and tried to get his eyes to focus. They just felt strangely out of focus, just slightly.  He opened the door, locked it and shut it and began to go down the hall to look for the washroom.  He passed this sexy guy who reminded Mike of his fuckbuddy - same look, same kind of smirk.  This guy watched Mike the whole way and Mike turned around to see this guy groping his crotch.

     He found the bathroom, and there was more cruising going on in there.  There were several sexy guys here, Mike thought.  But he was trying not to give off mixed signals cause he was waiting for his buddy to give him the fuck he wanted and needed. 

     Finishing up, he saw in the mirror that guy he spotted in the hallway ask someone if they had a light. They didn't. Then he asked someone else who said the same thing.  As Mike was about to pass him, he asked Mike directly if he had a light while holding up a joint.  Fuck, thought Mike, that's what I want: to smoke some weed.  So he said, "Yeah, I got a light in my room if you want to get it."

     This guy said, "Lead the way."

     They walked to Mike's room, and he opened the door and let the two of them into the room.  This guy said right away, "Name's Jerry." They should hands and Mike introduced himself.   Jerry made some funny comments about no one smoking weed around the place, and offered to share the joint with Mike.  Mike figured he would, and why not? He was just killing time waiting for his buddy.  Mike handed Jerry the lighter and Jerry sparked it up, took a deep hit and passed it to Mike.  Mike took a couple of hits and passed it back.  Back and forth they smoked and passed the joint, and Mike was feeling very relaxed.  Jerry was commenting on the fuck bench, saying how hot it was and how great it must be for a top to fuck a bottom in one of those.  They began joking around about it, and finally Mike explained that he was in fact a bottom.  Jerry just moaned.  He started commenting on how good Mike's ass would look in that bench.  He was funny and fun.  Mike relaxed and eventually gamefully offered a showing.  He walked over to the bench and put his legs in the holders sat down and leaned forward.  Jerry walked over with the joint, and passed it to Mike and started to rub Mike's ass.  Mike loved it. He loved that he had another guy who he had just met feeling his ass.

     Jerry asked Mike if he ever did coke.  Mike loved coke but only did it rarely at best.  But there was Jerry with a little bottle of cock.  He turned the lid, and there was a single bump.  Mike motioned Jerry in front of him and with his cock right by Mike's face, Mike leaned in and took a hard sniff.  Then Jerry cranked the lid again and offered Mike another hit. Mike leaned in to take this bump but had his eyes fixed on Jerry's cock which was starting to swell.  He inhaled deeply, and for a moment had this incredible rush, and then everything started to go black.....

 

[blkbubblebtm]

can't wait to read more!

[Guest mspsubmale]

looking forward to when he wakes up.....

[smuzzag]

Nice

[roguematrix]

fuck yeah keep it going. hot as all hell

[sausalitoboy]

Great start!

[makeyougocrosseyed]

Bi Bottom Turned Part 2

 

     Mike could hear sounds that seemed very very far away.  Everything was pretty dark and really loud.  Music, playing really loud.  He tried to move but couldn't and his legs felt very heavy  He had a mask on and when he tried to remove it he realized he couldn't move his right hand.  Or his left hand.  He tried to move his right leg and it was the same thing: he couldn't move it.  He realized he was tied down.  And then he remembered: his room, that guy Jerry, that bump of coke.....he had a flash of recognition: the fuckbench. He was strapped into the fuckbench.  He started to squirm, to see if he could loosen the straps, get out of this and out of here.  His mind was still thick but he was struggling best he could. 

     All of sudden he felt hot breath on his ear and a voice say, "Ah, you are awake. And you know where you are, I imagine."  Mike felt a hand feel the crack of his ass and work its way in right to his hole.  "We are going to have fun tonight.".  Mike asked whoever this was to untie him, let him get up.  The only reply he got was a chuckle.  He could hear someone rustling around, zips opening, something being torn open, and then he felt something tighten around his left bicep.  He started to get really scared and began pleading to be untied. 

     "Hey man, please untie me. My back is hurting, some sort of spasm, please."

     Again, Mike just got a chuckle as a response.  He felt cool air and the music get louder and voices.  Voices coming into the room and commenting on his ass.  Hands were on his body.  He felt several hands feel his hole and then all of a sudden there was a tongue right at his hole, poking inside. Mike gasped and froze.  It felt damn good.  But he started to panic again, cause he was completely out of control and who knows who these guys were?

     He heard one voice say, "Jerry, has he gotten to the point yet?"

     Jerry, that guy, he was in the room.  Mike heard what he assumed was Jerry say, "He is about to, right now."

     Mike felt something wet and cold wipe the inside of his elbow.  He started to flip out.  "Please, please, don't do this. Please, just untie me and let me go. C'mon, please. Is that you, Jerry?  Please, man, just let me go!"

     Mike felt a sharp prick. He felt a needle. A fucking needle. They were shooting him up with something. "Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, no please, no!"

     He heard several guys laughing this time. He felt the needle pull out, the tourniquet being untied, and then a wall hit him.  He sucked in air and began to cough this weird cough.  A few short coughs and then a moment of stillness.  Then this overwhelming wave rolled over him and he was flying.  His mind was narrowing down to nothing but how horny he was.  His ears rang loudly and he thought he could feel a tongue at his hole.  He felt both hyper-alert and all fogged up, like his brain wasn't functioning.  And he was overwhelmed with lust.

     Just as he opened his mouth mid-moan, there was a cock at his mouth.  He opened his mouth wide and stuck his tongue out.  He felt the cock slap against his tongue a few times and then very slowly start to slide inside his mouth.  He was flying and cock never tasted or felt so good. It was like he wanted to choke on this cock, but he couldn't budge even if he wanted to cram this cock down his throat.

     He could hear these guys talking but he could barely understand what they were saying, but he could tell from words here and there, that they were praising him as a bottom, a fuckboy, and talking about using him.  It made Mike even hornier to hear them talking about him like this. He couldn't believe it cause he would never usually find this kind of talk a turn-on, but now, now it was sending him reeling.  The music seemed really loud and their voices sounded far away.  And he was riding this wave of what he could only think of as horniness and this horniness overwhelmed him. And he could feel that tongue fucking his hole.  And he loved it.  He fucking loved it.   And he just decided to lose himself in this feeling and go with it, all his inhibitions be damned.  He moaned.  And they heard it and began egging him on, urging him to show them what a cockwhore he was, what a cumpdump he is.  That word, 'cumdump' made his hole twitch and the guy tonguefucking him noticed and told the others.  "This cumdump's hole twitches at the very sound of that word." They all laughed.  The guy tonguefucking Mike redoubled his efforts and before Mike could say anything about the condoms, about only getting fucked safe, there was a cock at his mouth, bumping up against his mouth. He opened his mouth and took that cock inside. And he fucking loved it.  It started some steady strokes in and out of Mike's throat and he could take it like he had never been able to take it before.

     Mike felt hot breath on his ear.  A voice said, "Hey, listen, can I put just the head of my cock inside bare?"  Mike couldn't speak with this cock in his mouth and throat, stroking slowly in and out, so he sort of nodded as best he could to indicate "Yes".  Yes, he replied. Yes, he wanted to feel a cock bare, inside his hole.  Just for a few strokes, and no more, and as the cock pulled out of his mouth he said quickly, "Just a few strokes.  Condoms are there, cause I only get fucked safe."

    Mike was uneasy when this drew more laughter, but he settled right back into sucking this hidden cock right in front of his mouth.

    Mike felt his ass cheeks being pried apart and then something hard being inserted into his hole.  He started to turn away from the cock in his mouth, but before he could, this cock was slowly but steadily sunk deep into his throat and he couldn't make a sound and he couldn't budge.  He couldn't believe it, he was deepthroating what seemed like a good size cock. All of sudden he felt liquid inside of him and that hard thing being removed from his hole.  Mike was starting to almost black out again.  Not like he was unconscious but like he was having an out of body experience.  He felt something tied around his arm again, but this time he relaxed cause he knew there was nothing he could do about it and he was enjoying the high whatever it was they were giving him.  Probably meth, he figured. This was slamming, he realized. He'd seen clips of guys shooting up meth.  And smoking it.  He found it intriguing.  And now, right now, he found it fucking amazing.

     Again, the same cold wetness on his inner arm. Then that prick, and that pause, then he heard someone say, "Jerry, how much did you give him?"  Jerry said, "3.5".  There were hoots and whistles, then the tourniquet was removed, and this time Mike felt like he was riding a tidal wave....

[Bttm2go]

This just keeps getting better.

[roguematrix]

fuck just shot twice

[spoogeboy]

More, more, more, please!

[kckinkybtm]

I want this to happen to me. So, hot

[makeyougocrosseyed]

 Bi Bottom Turned Part 3   

    

     Mike slowly began to feel like he was crawling up out of a well.  Sounds were getting more distinct, and he was still getting tonguefucked.  He could hear what sounded like several guys talking and laughing. And then.....yes, there was a tongue in his hole.  He felt a hand and a blob of something cold on his hole.  Then a finger started to slide inside his hole.  "This cumdump is ready."

    Mike held his breath. He wanted this like he had never ever wanted cock. He didn't even really know where he was or if this was all really happening.  He feels a cock bump up against his hole a few times.  Then he feel it pushing into his hole.  Mike was instinctively resisting and clenching his hole shut, and then someone put a bottle of poppers under his nose, he inhaled deeply just once and his hole opened up.  That cock slid just inside, popping the head in but no more.  Mike heard what he thinks is Jerry say, "This hole is primo. Hungy, tight, and fucking smooth.  Boys, we are gonna have a good time.  This set-up went perfectly."

     Mike felt the shaft sliding in bit by bit.  Jerry would pull out a little then stroke in a litter deeper each time.  But every time he was about to bottom out, Jerry would hold it and not go any deeper.  Mike eventually was literally panting. Panting to get that cock in deep, panting to get fucked.  "This raw hole around my cock? Nothin' better than this."

     Mike was getting raw cock. He heard it and he could feel it: no rubber'd up cock felt like this.  He could feel the heat from that cock.  He groaned and they heard and began egging him on.  He wanted this and he tried to hide it from himself.  But he couldn't hide now.  Now all he was focussed on was that cock.

     Soon Jerry began longstroking his cock all the way in and all the way out. But on every out stroke, he'd pause just a moment and didn't take his cock completely out of Mike's hole.  Then he'd slowly slide his cock deep, and eventually began bottoming out in this cumdumps hole.  Mike was spinning. He was overcome with lust and desire and hunger.  It was so powerful that he lost track of time and space and any other point of reference for reality except for this cock in his hole, and this room of guys watching.

     Mike couldn't tell how long Jerry was fucking him, but after a while he could feel Jerry pick up the tempo.  He was steadily and rhythmically fucking Mike now.  It sent Mike into absolute bliss, this steady strokes of a hard raw cock in his hole. It was unbelievable.

     Suddenly, Mike could feel that motion, that hardness, that driven way of fucking: Jerry was getting closer.  Mike wanted it.  He absolutely wanted it and he didn't want Jerry to stop.  He still had his eyes covered, but it didn't matter. This was unbelievable.

     "Ah, fuck I am gonna shoot."

     "Lube him up, man.  C'mon, make that hole slick for the rest of us.  He wants your load, don't ya, fuckhole?"

     "Yes. Please. Please", Mike said quietly, like he was pleading.

     Mike felt that cock start to get really hard, hard enough so that he could actually feel it. And then Jerry buried his cock deep in Mike's hole and Mike felt that cock swell and pump up, then again, then again, then again.  And there was a brief moment where Mike thought he could feel a warm something deep inside of him.   He could feel his eyes rolling back and he fought it.  Jerry pulled out and right away after some shuffling sounds, Mike felt another cock slowly sliding into his hole with more shouts of encouragement from the others, although Mike didn't know how many.

     This cock was fucking thick. Mike could feel it literally stretching his hole open.  It didn't hurt and Mike was amazed cause this wouldn't be happening if he wasn't high out of his mind.  He wouldn't be able to take this cock, no way. But now, he wanted it. And this top was determined. He was giving it to Mike slowly so Mike could get used to the girth, but there was no way this top was stopping even if Mike asked. Mike could tell. He could sense this top was taking his hole no matter what.  But was this guy fucking Mike bare?  He assumed so. He also hoped so.  He couldn't believe it but he felt like he was free and he wanted raw cock and come. He always has.

     Eventually, this top was giving it to Mike in good long hard strokes.  And deep, right to the base, right to where Mike could feel the tops body bumped into his.  He fucked Mike for a while - it seemed longer than Jerry's fuck.  But sure enough, eventually, Mike could feel this cock get harder and harder.  It started to feel almost uncomfortable.  He felt hands on the small of his back, pushing Mike down.  Mike was just saying over and over and over, "Oh my god, oh my god.". He didn't want this to end. Ever.  The top started just pounding it into Mike, and then with one extra hard and extra deep shove, sunk his cock into Mike, held it still, leaned in and whispered, "Take my load, hole. Open up that hole for my seed."  Mike felt pulsation after pulsation as this top was undoubtedly dumping his load into Mike.  Mike groaned and moaned.  It was incredible. 

     While lost in bliss, that cock pulled out and another one began to slide inside, this time deeper and hard right off the bat.  Mike started to feel like he was going to black out, and he fought it. He tried to move but was still strapped onto that fuckbench.  He could feel himself slowly going under and he was losing the fight to stop it.  All of a sudden Mike was out cold.....

[roguematrix]

so fucking good. this got another load out of me.

[whorepig]

so fucking hot, love this story

[Guest mspsubmale]

have never been chemed up by anything, not even poppers, but this story makes me believe that if i would ever be in this type of situation, i, too, would welcome the feelings of letting go, and riding the waves of pleasure in getting fucked and pozzed by anyone who wanted me....