The Freak Show

[genevapapi]

Hot story

[pozpuppy]

Freak Show - Part 5

Off we went through the grounds of the carnival.  Lucky for me the cum on my face and in my hair had dried, so I wasn’t that much of a spectacle.  Still several men looked at me with a knowing smile.  Each clearly wanted to add his cum to the collection on my face. 

We headed around to the far side of the grounds, here were more trailers, and less crowd, muscle fucker leading the way.

“Todd, where are the twins?” muscle fucker asked a guy busy working in the area.

“Show time.  Won’t be back for at least an hour,” he responded.

“Well, fuck.” 

“He’s the one looking for fun?” 

“Yeah.  I need to find some fun to hold him over until the twins are free.”

“Alex is on break from parking duty.  He might be up for some fun.  He’s behind his trailer.”

“Come on whore, we are moving again,” muscle fucker announced.

I didn’t hesitate, too late to back out now, especially since I was enjoying the attention. I hadn’t had that much since the break up. At this point I wasn’t even thinking about getting poz loads, I just wanted more cock.

We moved in between trailers and went around one to find Alex. Fuck me, it was the man that I paid to park, the one that set this up. He looked up and smiled.

“Did you find the fun you were looking for?”

“And then some.”

"I have some more fun for you” he said grabbing his crotch, adding “I’m not a freak like some but I have my own uniqueness.”  

He undid the button in his jeans, then slowly pulled down his zipper. I watched attentively, waiting for his uniqueness to appear. He pulled his shirt over his head, exposing the black fur covering his chest. It was beautiful, but nothing that I could see was any different from anyone else. 

He pulled his jeans open, exposing his black fur covered crotch and the base of his cock. Still nothing. He looked at me and smiled. He pulled his work boots off, I scanned his feet, thinking maybe he had six toes on each foot, but was a little disappointed to see his feet were normal. 

“Strip for me,” he demanded.

Pushing my shorts down,, I realized that I lost my shirt somewhere, so, except for my shoes, I stood there naked.

“Turn around.  Show me your hole.”

I heard muscle fucker snicker as I turned my back to Alex and bent over. I could feel my checks open and knew he could see the butt plug lodged deep in my hole.

“Keeping those freak poz loads in, huh?” Alex asked of muscle fucker.

He just smiled. I looked between my legs at Alex, he was slowly pulling off his jeans. As he stood up, I saw it. Hanging from the jungle of hair in his crotch was his uncut cock. It was semi-hard. What struck me odd, was the foreskin. It hung a good half a foot or more beyond the head of his cock. 

“I want to be know in the show as the Foreskin Freak, but not too much call for something like that” he said “yet I keep stretching it.” 

“Tastes good too," muscle fucker added.

I watched him stroke his cock, pulling the foreskin back, and still not exposing the head of his cock. His cock was steadily growing harder and harder. I reached back and pulled the butt plug out.

“Please fuck me, breed me,” I whined.

“Such a whore," Alex commented.

"Actually, a poz whore," suggested muscle fucker.

“Looks like I am going to add to the collection.” 

'Was everyone here poz? 'I thought as I watched Alex walk towards my hole, slowly stroking his cock. I closed my eyes as his foreskin started rubbing up and down my crack. 

“Hold him, I don’t want him to get away,” Alex told muscle fucker, who stepped forward, pulled me up a little so my head was rested on his massive chest, as his thick arms wrapped around my body, holding me tight.  With that Alex rammed his cock into my hole.  Honestly, his cock slid in easily, with virtually no pain.  All thanks to having been fucked by Double D and Tiny. 

Grabbing my hips, Alex rapidly pumping my hole, commenting “Loose fucking hole.  Should have brought him to me before Tiny got him.” 

“Want me to slide my hand in there and jack your cock, Alex?” muscle fucker asked.

“As loose as his hole is you could get both in there” 

Yet, Alex still fucked my hole. I could feel his crotch hair hit my ass, rubbing against my smooth skin. 

“Alex!  Alex, your fucking break is up.  Get out here and do your fucking job,” a voice said over the radio.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Alex exclaimed, perhaps in pleasure, perhaps in frustration.

"Alex, I swear if you are fucking off right now I will chop off that foreskin, now get out here and do your job, you fucking asshole.” 

Alex began to pound harder and harder. I knew he was going to cum, his breath was becoming shallower and shallower. He slammed into my hole and shot his load announcing “Fucking take that toxic poz load, you loose fucking whore.”  Then he abruptly withdrew from my ass, stepped over to the radio and replied “Fuck you Frank, You know how to kill a mood and a fucking hard on.  I'll get there when I fucking get there.  Oh, and YOUR ASS is mine.”

He quickly dressed. The last thing he did was slam the butt plug back in my hole, remarking "You don’t want to loose that load, sweetheart, it’s highly toxic."

Then, just as he was leaving the area he turned and said commented to muscle fucker, “I wanna another go at that hole.” 

“Deal” answered muscle fucker, who then turned to me and suggested “Let’s go see if the twins are free.  They're always up for more than a quickie.” 

I pulled my shorts on and we were off. My mind quickly turned to the three way with the twins I was about to have. 

[pozpopperpig]

Another HOT chapter!  Thanks pozpuppy!

[shinelover]

I've never been one for the fair or circus, but I could definitely go for this scene. Twisted, kinky, and so damn sexy 

[ejaculaTe]

The story is definitely hot, but damn if it doesn't have the feel of an episode of The Twilight Zone.....

[Band1984]

Fuck, I've already spilled 4 loads over this story.

[pozpuppy]

FS Part 6

We entered a tent just behind two trailers, which blocked the view of all the riders that were in front of them. I had been humiliated enough with the men watching and jerking as I was fucked, let alone the walk of shame I endured with their cum hanging from my face and hair. 
I was at the point where I just wanted this over so I could go home. I wanted fun, but doubt that this was really what I was looking for. This is not fun this was death.

   Muscle fucker stood beside me in the tent, hands on his hips and a grin on his mug. There wasn't much in the tent except for a few bails of hay. Was this where we were going to meet the twins? Fear took over my mind and I tried to move, but was quickly grabbed by muscle fucker.

“You are going to like the twins” he said, “just give them a moment and they will show up”

“I don't fuck animals you twisted fucker”

“Ha you got fucked by me and I'm an animal” he replied, “what the fuck do you think the twins are?”

“Horses”

“Oh and you call me twisted” he said “you are way off, just wait and see”

   I wanted answers but know i wasn't going to get them from muscle fucker. So I waited. It seemed as if time ticked by as if every second was an hour. I had convinced myself that the twins would not show, who would want my sloppy hole after all the cock and cum I had taken, but I was wrong.

   A small hand slowly appeared at the flap in the tent and moved cautiously, pulling the flap to the side. I could see a small framed man standing there, peering inside the tent. Another hand appeared taking the flap from the first, exposing another figure right behind the first, but something was odd about this.

    The two slowly moved more into the light, I could see two men in their late thirties, dark hair, scruffy faced. The moved slowly in back to back. 

   “The twins, Jon and Don”

   The moved until they were at a side view in front of me. It was then I realized that they were connected from about just below the shoulder blade and it continued up to the base of their necks. It appeared as if two people were glued together but still remained independent of each other.

   “Sexy he is” one of the twins said

  “Fuck him good we will”

  “Me first”

  “No me first”

  They were like two small kids fighting for their turns at play.

  “You both can fuck him”  muscle fucker said

   I didn't wait to be told, I dropped my shorts and stepped out of them, then turned, bent over and winked my hole at them. I was confused, I wanted to head home not 15 minutes ago and now I just beaconed the twins to fuck me with my hole.

   “Horny he is” one twin said, at this point I didn't know who was who and I really didn't care.

   I straightened up walked over and dropped to my knees in front on one twin.

   “Doing what, he is” the other said

   I pulled the string on the pants in front of me and they dropped to the twin’s ankle. 
His cock was slowly twitching and frowning in front of my eyes. Licking my lips I moved closers. I could smell the funk coming from the crotch of this twin. The odor was intoxicating. I could feel my heart beat in my temples and hear it in my ears. It was like a natural poppers. 

  My tongue darted out and made contact with the growing cock. I tasted piss, cum and ass. I licked the cock and balls as if they were my last meal. Pre-cum started oozing from the piss slit of the cock. 

   “Jon is a huge leaker” muscle fucker said - now I knew who was who for now at least.

  I wrapped my lips around the head of his cock and sucked. My mouth filled with so much pre-cum that I thought Jon had shot his load. My lips slowly slide down his cock, coating the soft skin with my spit.

  “Mine you suck now” Don said loudly

  I could see his pants drop behind Jon, as I slid my mouth back and forth on his hard cock. My tongue was enjoying the pre-cum as it flowed from his piss slit, sweet and salty. It mixed with my spit naturally slicking up his shaft. I moved quickly around to Don, engulfing his hard cock into my mouth, until I was pressed into his crotch hair.

 “No fair, my cock you come back and suck again”

   I continued to suck on the hard cock in my mouth, ignoring the whiny cry of Jon who only wanted my mouth on his cock again. Don’s cock leaked pre-cum just like his twin. I didn't hesitate to swallow every drop flowing from their cocks. 

  Dropping Don’s cock out of my mouth, I spit in my hand and reached under my balls to spread the spit and pre-cum mixture on my hole.

   “Dumb shit, as much cum that's up your ass you won't need that” muscle fucker said.

   “Fuck off” both Don and Jon said at the same time.

    I stood and turned, presenting my ass and hole to the twins. As much as I was fearing and regretting the fucks before this, there was a drive in me that wanted to get more cock and cum from the freaks.

   Don stepped forward, grabbing my hips and sliding his cock deep in my hole. His cock was not as big as the ones before him, but it felt good in my loose hole. He pulled out and pushed back in. He used his full weight when slamming back in, causing me to have to brace myself so I would not fall forward.

    “My turn” Jon yelled.

    The shuffled around and Jon pushed his leaking cock deep within. He pumped his cock in and out, felt just like Don fucking me. These twins were identical in every way, looks, speech, and fucking. I glanced over at muscle fucker who was rubbing his cock through his jeans and smiling very coy. I knew he wanted in my hole again.

    The twins turned again, giving Don another go at my hole. I could feel cum leaking out with each pump of their cocks. I imagined their pre-cum flowing more and more from their piss slits as the fucked me.

   After a short time, they turned and switched again. I moaned each time they turned and rammed their cocks into me. Muscle fucker was still rubbing the hard tube now running down the leg of his jeans, licking his lips. I wanted to have the twins cum fast so I could get fucked by muscle fucker and take his poz load again.

   I lost track of which twin was fucking me with all the switching and turning. Who ever was fucking me slammed in deep and his cock twitched and jumped over and over shooting its huge load deep in my hole. He screamed as he shot and his legs shook. 

   He pulled out and they switched again. This twin rammed in me as I felt the first shot of cum hit my hole. His cock jumped and pumped as he screamed and shook just like his twin.

   “Loads were huge” both twins said at the same time.

   My legs felt weak as their cum mixed in my hole with the other loads in me. My head began to swim as dizziness took over. My vision left me in darkness and I dropped to the floor. 

[shinelover]

Awesome! Your twisted mind does not disappoint 

[pozpuppy]

FS Part 7

    I slowly woke to bright lights and voices. Looking around I could see a make shift medical office and wondered where I was. I was alone in the small room on my back. Sitting up I realized I was on an old gurney. My shorts were on me and my t-shirt. I was confused because I remembered losing it while walking in the crowd. 

   “You’re awake”

   I just nodded, which only caused my head to begin to hurt. 

   “You had a nasty fall on the way in, lucky for you Stinger was close by and saw you go down, then brought you here”

   I must have had a confused look on my face because the mystery man stepped forward, stopping right next to me.

   “You tripped on an uncovered cable and hit your head on one of the posts supporting the sign over the entrance and lost consciousness.”

    I still had no idea what the man was talking about. I was lost until the man I knew as muscle fucker walked through the door. I remembered what happened, who fucked me and every load that was shot in me and on me.

   “This is Stringer, he brought you to me, I'm know here as Professor, but I do have a MD and take care of everyone”

   I could see my reflection in a mirror inside a glass cabinet, I looked myself over. Shorts, t-shirt and most shocking was I did not have any dried cum in my hair or on my face. The ran my hand over my face and through my hair. Nothing not even a dried mat of it in my hair. What I did find was a big knot in my forehead. Hurt to the touch as well.

  “Here is a card of a doctor that will take care of you if anything and I mean anything comes up from your visit here. The carnival will be billed for this not you.”

   Still staring at myself in the mirror I took the card and without looking at it I put it in my pocket. I was mentally lost, did all that fucking really happen? Did I not take all those poz loads? 

  “Stinker will walk you out to your car, I think it would be best if you go home and get some rest. Think you can drive home??”

   I nodded. Other than a slight headache I felt okay.

  “Is there a restroom I could use before I head out”

  “Yeah, I'll show you” Stinger said

  Moving slowly I followed Stinger out of the room and to another door. I went in, shut and locked the door. Quickly I dropped my shorts. I sat on the toilet and pushed - I was expecting poz cum to squirt out, but nothing did. I reached under my balls and ran my finger around my hole, my expectations of a loose puffy hole were not met. My hole was tight, dry and completely normal.

   What the fuck?

  “You okay in there” Stinger said as he knocked on the door

  “Yeah”

  My mind raced with questions as I pulled up my shorts, flushed the toilet to cover what I was really doing. I exited the bathroom and slowly walked behind Stinger as he escorted me back to my car. I saw the hairy guy that had fucked me with the super long foreskin, he was still directing people on where to park. He never looked my way or indicated that he had been deep in my hole.

  I got to my car, unlocked it and climbed in. Stinger shut the door and remained there. I rolled down the window, thinking he was going to tell me something, yet he remained silent. I watched his hand slide down his stomach, over his waist band of his jeans and grab his crotch, holding and squeezing. He walked away still cupping his crotch. 

  With my eyes wide open, I pulled out of my spot and began to move through the lot towards the exit. On my way out I passed the hairy lot attendant again. This time he looked up, grabbed his crotch and smiled. 

  This made me even more suspicious of the events that may have happened. 

[pozpopperpig]

Mmmm, another twist!  You are a true artist!

[Mikeyd1111]

Great story. A literal fucking freak show!

[pozpuppy]

FS PART 8

   About a week later, I got sick, really sick. If it was the flu it was the worst flu I have ever had. I  decided to go to the doctor, but not any doctor, I was going to go to the one that Professor gave me the card for. I found it and called the number on it. There was on answer, just a message about no appointments needed, just come in and you would be seen. I decided that’s what I could do.

  I dressed like it was ten below outside, even though it was in the high eighties, but I was freezing. I got quite a lot of stares as i waited for my cab. Once he arrived i got in and gave him the address that I want to go to.

  “Are you sure that’s the address?” the cabbie said

  “it’s wants on the card,” 

  “okay, but it might be a long shot. That address is for a clinic that has been shut down for a couple of years” 

 “I just got the card about a week ago, maybe it’s a new clinic” 

  My mind wondered, was this a set up, but with the way that I felt I didn’t care. I just closed my eyes, laid my head back and enjoyed the ride. I must have fallen asleep because the next thing I knew the cabbie was yelling at me to pay up and get out. Shit I must have been out cold. 

  The building i met at I stepped out of the cab was more than run down, it looks as if it should have been condemned. It was too late to leave, because the cab sped off leaving me standing on the curb. Shrugging my shoulders I walked towards the door and entered. 

  The inside was worse than the out, yet there sat someone behind the information desk with their back towards the door. As I approached I could smell funnel cakes, weird, but there was a strong odor of funnel cakes. 

  “Excuse me, but I am…..” I said, stopping short when she turned around and I saw that it was the bearded woman sitting behind the desk. I rubbed my eyes to make sure that i wasn’t hallucinating her.

  “Take the doors on the left, go down to the basement, then straight ahead to the last door on the right. Hurry now, the doctor is waiting for you.” the bearded lady said. 

  I went through the door, and down the stairs. At the bottom of the stairs, i began to hear clowns laughing. I shock it off, thinking that it was just the flu messing with my mind. The more I went down the hall, the laughter was replace with upbeat carnival music, the funnel cake smell was gone, but popcorn took it’s place. 

 I got to the last door and stopped. The name on the door grabbed my attention. I pulled the business card from my pocket and the names matched. 

     Dr. Clown, was printed on the door as well as the card in big black letters. I closed my eyes and shook my head. You must be fucking kidding me, that was his name. I never paid attention to the name on the card. 

    I reached out, opened the door and went in. As I entered, I noticed faded green chairs with worn seats lined up against the wall to my left, to my right was a sliding window with frosted glass that were closed and a door just to the left of that.

    The frosted glass slide open loudly, making me jump. Laughter erupted on the other side of the opening. It had an evil tone to it.

    “Good to see you again” Stinger said, “your bug chasing is reaping it’s reward, the fuck flu” 

    “What the fuck” 

    Stinger just laughed harder, sliding the glass window shut. I could see his outline move from the window. There I was alone in the waiting area to a doctor I didn’t know if he was legit or not. The lights flickered above, as chills shivered through my body.

    The door opened and Stinger motioned for me to come. My head hung in shame as I walked through the door, into a hall of doors. They lined each side of the hall. 

    “Welcome to the fun house” Stinger said laugh, “Pick a door, any door”

    I pointed to the second door on the right.

    “That door, oh I wouldn’t pick that door” he said grinning.

    I pointed to the one across the hall from my first choice. 

    “oh that’s a good door” he said again laughing.

    He was so different here in the office compared to being at the carnival. There was something different about him I didn’t know what. At the carnival he was forceful, here he was insane, everything was funny.

    He lead me to the door, opened it and pushed me in. He followed me in and shut the door behind him. Inside was an actual exam room, one you would see in a doctors office, it was just dated. Very dated. It almost looked as if one stepped back in time and was in the eighties. The lights flickered in here too, adding to the dated look and giving the room a more sinister look. 

    “Strip, get on the table, and open wide” Stinger said.

    I slowly stripped naked and instantly got cold and hot. I knew my fever was getting worse. I had sweat running down my body, which only sent more chills through me. I could feel beads of sweat running down the middle of my back, enter my crack and run across my hole. I climbed on the exam table. 

    “Open wide “ 

    Stinger grabbed my knees and spread them wide. My cock and balls fell between my legs, just hanging there. I felt so bad that cock and cum were the furthest thing from my mind. Stinger moved to the corner just off to the right from the door. A knock came from the other side of the door, and it opened. 

    My mouth dropped open when I saw the man on the other side. He wore just a lab coat, nothing else. I could see his bare legs extending from under the coat, his chest was stretching the coat’s buttons to their limits. He was at least six foot five, close to three-hundred pounds of solid muscle. He made professional bodybuilders look like twigs. 

    “Stinger, Is this the man that hit is head at the carnival” asked the man

    “Hit his head, and just about any other head if you catch my drift” Stinger said snickering like a school kid.

    “I see”

    “I am Dr. Clown, don’t let the name fool you, I assure you I am a doctor. Please tell me what is going on. Is it your head that is bothering you?” 

    “Not where I hit it” I replied using air quotes, “I have fever chills, aches, can't keep anything down”

    “Down, that’s a good one.” Stinger said laughing, “As I remember it he likes them up”

    “Okay let’s get started,” the doctor said.

    He pulled out some metal stir-ups and gently lifted my legs and placed them in. He then grabbed my hips and pulled my ass closer to the edge of the exam table. Stinger had moved from the corner and was now next to me. Using what looked like ripped up strips of bed sheets, he tied my arms to the exam table, tying down my left, then moved around and did the same to the right.  

    Once Stinger had secured me to the exam table, Dr. Clown and he moved to the center of the room. Stinger started to unbutton the lab coat the doctor, exposing the massive chest underneath. It was fucking huge. My eyes were glued to his body slowly being exposed. When Stinger was close to exposing the doctors cock and balls, he took one step and blocked my view. 

    “Oh Doctor what a big instrument you have” Stinger said.

    “Better to infect you with” 

    My eyes widened as Stinger stepped away, giving me my first look of the doctors cock and balls. I knew then my troubles had come back. 

[oinker]

And man I am sure he will really enjoy these new troubles OINK

[shinelover]

Yeah, don't we all wish for that kind of trouble?

[kckinkybtm]

Is Dr. Clown going to a deliver a cream pie?