Pimped Out By Two Daddies (Cont)

[Guest takingdeepanal]

@FuckHardSF - do you remember what screen name you used to post the original story? This one is HOT, and I'd like to read the first instalment.

[Nastyloadtaker]

Fuck, one of the best stories here!

[TaKinGDeePanal]

The prequel: 

 

 

Edited January 1, 2023 by TaKinGDeePanal

[Pnweasyfun]

So fucking hot, would love to read more

[Webster9]

Very HOT scenario.  I've been gang banged countless times at sex clubs, but never whored out in someone's home, like you described.  Can't wait to read more.

[DumpHere]

On 11/1/2017 at 8:33 PM, Guest said:

[Continuing a story, Pimped Out By Two Daddy's, that I started under another screen name a while back] 

 

To recap: Part 1:

I was blowing clouds with a daddy that I’d been hooking up with for a while. He would have me come over and there would be a pipe loaded and ready for me when I arrived.
 
“Sit, hit this until you finish it.” He’d say. And for the next twenty to thirty minutes I’d watch porn as I hit the pipe. When I was done, he’d fill it again. “Ok, lemme know when this is done.” And so I’d continue. “I want you a spun cock whore for me, so hit that pipe hard boy.”
 
By the time I was done I’d be flying and he’d be ready. He’d fill it again, move to the bed and take his clothes off. “Get between my legs and suck my meat, boy.” He nonchalantly order. And I’d take my clothes off, leaving on my jock, and I’d begin to suck he thick daddy dick. He was southern, white trashy / redneck sort of guy. Nice enough, with a great cock between his legs. I’d suck his dick for hours, and he’d feed me the pipe. He loved getting me higher and higher and having my spun mouth work over his dick. At some point in the night, after hours of me nursing his meat, he’d say, “Grease up that hole and sit on daddy’s dick.”  And I would eagerly oblige.  One night, about midway into the session he received a text, responded to it, got another and said..
 
“Hey, I need to go get some more shit. I have a friend staying in the other room. You are going to entertain him until I get back. Go across the hall, knock on the door and he’ll let you in. When I get back, you can continue.” Without hesitating I stood up and walked out of the room.
 
I knocked on the door, it slid open, dark except the glow of a cell phone on a nightstand. And I walked in. A figure, taller than me, muscular, quietly said “Hey there.” and shut the door behind me. I moved toward the bed and he followed. He was naked and hard. “Is your hole open yet?” He asked. “Haven’t been fucked today yet” I responded. He reached over and lubed up his finger. “Lay down.” He told me.
 
I laid on the bed and he guided my legs in the air. Lubing my ass and pushing in with his finger. “Not too tight. Good.” He pushed me further back and climbed on top of me. He handed me a bottle of poppers. “Hit these deep a few times, let me know when you are done with them.” He said. I hit them deep and hard, and immediately my skin and head buzzed and I felt light as a feather. I could feel him lubing up my hole more, and then he pushed my legs all the way back by my ears and placed a pillow under my ass. Then I felt his cock head on my hole and it pressed in. My hole was eager and I just wanted it to be filled with something big and thick. 
 
I still couldn’t make out his face really, but his body was firm, long and muscular. His dick with thick and just long enough. He slid all the way in. And I started to move a little for position. He grabbed my neck and said, “Do not move. Your job is to lay there, silently and take it. You move and I stop. You make a sound and I stop. If you need poppers, just tough your nose. Otherwise don’t move. Got it?”
 
I was so turned on. “Yes.” I quietly responded. 
 
“Good. You are a bottom. My whore. Just a hole. And I want to get off. So shut up.” And he proceeded to fuck me deep and hard. I didn’t dare move.
 
He handed me the poppers and and I inhaled deeply. About twenty minutes later he blew his load into my hole. It was still completely dark, I still hadn’t seen his face really. And when he was done shooting his load he pulled out. “Thanks. I think our bud is back.” And he walked to the door, slid it open while staying in the dark and ushered me into the hall.
 
I went back to the daddy’s room. He was laying in the bed, porn on, dick out, pipe loaded. I went right back to sucking his meat. “How was my friend?” He asked. “Great.” I mumbled as I worked his cock with my mouth. “You just made me $40.” He said. “Daddy’s little whore.”
 
My dick got rock hard. And I sucked him until he came. He fell asleep almost as soon as he came, and I quietly dressed and slipped out into the pre-dawn cool air of the street.
 
I wasn’t nearly done. So I drove to the local sex club, Mack Folsom, parked and went in. This place was a sleazy hole, no private rooms, just lockers. And it had a few slings, some glory holes and a second level lofted with various spots to fuck and suck. I stripped down to my jock and sneakers, locked my locker, grabbed a cigarette and ran to the little smoking room towards the back. It was fairly quiet, no one doing anything, a guy was on the computers scrolling through profiles online, and another guy was already in the smoking room. Wearing jeans, a leather harness, and boots. He was smoking a cigarette. I sat down, he offered me a light. A few mins in, he pulled a pipe from his jeans and torched the bowl, and blew a big cloud. He offered me a hit, and I took it. We started chatting. He asked about my night, and without sparing much detail I told him what had happened so far. He smiled. “Woof!” He snarled. “Want to get fucked more?” He asked. And I nodded. 
 
He stood, pulled out a bag, and then found a small but nice size rock. “Bend over bud, lets get this deep in there.” And I turned around showed him my ass, and he pushed the rock deep inside. I turned around and sat back down. He pulled out his phone and started typing. “I have a few buddies who might be close by who would love a go on your ass. Let’s see what we can get going.” And he hit send on his phone. “Ok, go get that hole in a sling. I’ll be right there.”
 
I walked out of the room and found a sling I liked toward the front. I slid up into it, and noticed a few more guys had come into the club. One big bear, younger, and fully clothed. An older guy, about 65, tall, lanky, with his dick hanging out of his jeans and a leather vest. And a third guy, about 40, long hair, long beard, kinda looked dirty and homeless. The all took note of the me hopping into the sling.
 
My friend from the smoking room came out and handed me his poppers. “They are heading over now.” He said. I hit the poppers and he stuck a finger in my ass. The other three circled closer to the sling. He looked up and said to the dirty looking one, “Want his ass?” And with that he gave me to the dude. I never saw his dick, but felt it go in. He pushed all the way deep, and it felt amazing. My new smoking friend moved toward my head, gave me a hit of poppers. Looked quickly around, pulled out his pipe and lit if for me and I inhaled deep as the homeless guy plowed into my ass. “Your hole is mine tonight, and I’m going to keep it full.” My new buddy announced.
 
As soon as the homeless guy blew his load in my hole, he motioned for the lanky older guy to take his place. This guy had been quiet so far watching, but as soon as his dick entered my ass it nearly doubled in size and he tore into my hole hard. It hurt from time to time, and my bud would make sure the poppers were at the ready. This went on for at least a half hour, and I noticed a few others had joined us. The old man finally busted his nut and pulled out. He leaned in and whispered to me “I love a good fucking whore. what locker is yours, I’ll slip me number into it. Call me as soon as you are done with here tonight, and I’ll keep you busy later.” I gave him my locker number and off he went.
 
“My friends are here.” My smoking bud said with a smile, handing me the poppers again. “I also had them text their friends.” And before I had finished the hit of poppers, another dick was in my ass.

Part II

After a few loads the guy from the smoking room pushed a large shard in my hole and walked me back to the smoking room, he handed me the pipe and said: "wanna take this back to my place?" I nodded, finished a cloud and we dressed. I followed him in my car to his place not too far away. The sun was rising, and i couldn't wait to get back inside and take my clothes off.

 

I used to walk to Mack Folsome spun af.  Sometimes after a slam.   The smoke room was called the gas chamber and there were always guys blowing clouds there.  It had a big window into the rest of the club so everyone could see everything.   I’d get there right when it opened strip to my jock and jump in a sling.   Always 2 or 3 of the guys working there would fuck me and dump loads.  One short guy brought a crate to a stand on.  So I’d already be fucked up, loose and cum-sloppy as the other customers slowly started arriving.   It was a total pig whore meth cum slut paradise.    Getting sling fucked both ends w guys watching and lined up to be next.    Always wanted to get slammed in the sling w a cock in my fuck hole but never got to work it out.    Oh and I wanted to be filmed but obviously they wouldn’t allow that.   

[swoosh77]

"I took the scene in and said…“Fuck yeah, I’m game!”

He smiled, stood, handed me a bong and a torch and said with a smirk, “Good boy. Now take your clothes off and let’s make this room cloudy as fuck.”

Hot story dude, lots of hot verbal! Fuck yeah.