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A mid-life crisis can be a funny thing to watch happen, but it isn’t so amusing when you’re caught up at the pointy end of it.  That was my lot in life.  Three days before my 40th birthday, my partner of twelve years tells me he doesn’t love me anymore, and has been fucking the neighbours’ 19 year old son since I started going back to the office after the worst of the pandemic was over.  Talk about a gut punch.

Anyway, I did what you have to do in that situation, and started re-building my dumpster fire of a life from scratch.  The house went on the market and sold pretty quickly, and while Alan took his share of the money off with his twink to a rented flat in Hackney, I opted to move down to the river in the East End where I bought a small but perfectly fine new-build apartment.  The shredding of our mutual friendship network eventually settled down, and life went on.

I was not, however, at all interested in getting back out there to find a new Mr Right.  The betrayal had cut me deep, and I intended to enjoy myself for a while before deciding what was next.  I had kept myself in excellent shape, managing so far to avoid the onset of any hint of a dad bod, and I threw myself into an even more rigorous regimen in the gym and running by the Thames so that I would maintain some appeal to the men on the apps, in the clubs and wherever I was out hunting for some cock.

I had never been much of a top.  Although I’m reasonably hung and am perfectly capable of giving someone a good pounding, I’m wired up to want to be the one on all fours getting filled.  I think I’m pretty good at it actually, although being back on the market had re-opened my eyes to how the same cannot be said of all the guys who call themselves tops.  As much as he was a lying, cheating little shit, Alan had been a very competent fucker and had kept me satisfied for over a decade.  It was rather deflating to think that I had not been able to do the same for him.

The first few hookups had involved condoms, but after so long not using them while I was with Alan, I found it to be yet another disappointment in the sex department.  Having a few too many vodkas one night and ending up being barebacked in the club toilets pretty much brought my brief return to safe sex to an end, and while nursing a hangover the next day I resolved to get myself on PrEP.  But you know what it’s like when you have a to-do list that includes a dozen tasks relating to a place you’ve just moved into…

There was something else nagging at me.  During the lull in my sex life right after being dumped, I had descended into a bit of a reliance on porn as a means of escape.  Once I did start to hook up with men again, I was nearly always left feeling a bit flat because what I had really wanted was to experience what I imagined the bottoms in my favourite scenes had been.  I had assumed that would pass as I got more used to putting myself out there, but if anything the problem got worse.

A solution presented itself one day when I was hit up by a guy online who was looking for a hookup, either solo or with his partner.  He said they were both versatile, but happy to be exclusively tops if that’s what I was looking for in a session.  Nothing particularly unusual there, but what got my interest was the suggestion that rather than either one of us hosting, I could come to a warehouse they owned where they played sometimes.  Given both he and his partner were black and muscled, I realised that the opportunity was there to recreate one of my all-time favourite scenes where Marco Paris is blindfolded and taken raw by Kam Run and Chase Coxxx in some kind of industrial setting.  I decided to bite the bullet and let him know that this was something I’d be into, and he just replied with the smile and thumbs-up emojis.

Sure enough, a couple of days later on a Friday afternoon he messaged me again to suggest meeting that night, and gave me the address of the warehouse.  He let me know how to get in before they arrived, so that I could truly live out the scene and not see either of them.  Fuck, this was actually going to happen.  I hurriedly cancelled my evening plans and found a way to get out of work early, and then made my way home to get showered and douched.  I decided to open myself up a bit with a dildo, and then inserted some more lube and a plug to keep my hole ready for them.  I then set out in an Uber to the address they had given me, and once there I found my way in the darkness around the side of the building where there was indeed a locked-looking door that was actually able to be pushed open.

Inside things looked a bit different to the scene, with dusty boxes everywhere and various other things under tarps, but the industrial feel of it still got me going.  Over in the corner I could see a mattress on the floor with a black sheet on it, and was also pleased to see a heater nearby given it was bit chilly.  I made my way over there and then stripped out of my clothes and removed the plug, tossing them all to the side.  I then pulled the roll of duct tape out of my jacket pocket, tore off a decent length of it, and carefully looped it round my head to recreate the blindfold Marco Paris had worn in the scene.  I then set back and waited.

After only a few minutes, I heard the door open and the guys entering.  I stayed in position while I listened to them undressing, and then felt a hand on my head immediately before a cock touched my lips.  I opened wide and it slid in, tasting divine but also feeling both thick and long.  I felt the presence of someone to the other side of me, so reached up with my hand until I made contact with a thigh which I then followed up to another, thinner penis.  I gently grasped that cock began to wank it as I sucked on the other one.  I then switched so I could taste the second one, using my other hand to begin wanking the slicked-up first one that I had just been swallowing.  I then went back and forth between the two.

Eventually the second guy pulled his cock away from me, and I felt him running his hand down my back to my arse.  I shuffled my position to enable me to get onto all fours, still sucking on the first guy while I made my rear end more accessible to the second.  As soon as I had done, he began to push a finger into me, followed by a second.  It was so hot that I barely reacted when I felt him curve his fingers inside me a bit, but I jolted when his nails made contact with my inner walls.  It was kind of a turn on though, despite the scratchy burn, and I just pushed my arse out more towards him as he continued to do that. He then withdrew, and I felt him shifting position behind me and the tip of his cock starting to press against my hole.

I instinctively pushed back while relaxing my hole, and he steadily slid the entire length inside me.  I moaned around the cock in my mouth, and continued to do so as the guy behind me started to slide back and forth.  His hands gripped my buttocks, and he got into a steady rhythm.  It felt fucking amazing, particularly as my mind was flooded with images of the porn scene we were recreating.  Finally, some sex that properly got me going.

I was spit-roasted for a good long time, before the man behind me showed the unmistakable signs of reaching a climax.  Sure enough, he took one final plunge into me and then held in place, yelling as he unloaded into me.  I did my best to shout “breed me” around the cock in my mouth, so utterly turned on by what was happening that I never gave a moment’s thought to the fact that their status was not on the app profile and we had never discussed it.

Once my fucker had calmed down and finished spurting, he pulled out and they swapped positions.  In the porn scene it had become a twosome at this point, but in this real life encounter I found the cummy cock that had just been up my arse being pushed into my mouth.  As I hungrily wrapped my lips around it, the other guy was pushing his finger into me and once again I felt it curl up a bit followed my more scratching of my innards.  I moaned around the cock, at this time noticing for the first time that there was a metallic taste to it.  However, before I could give that any thought, the finger inside of me was pulled out and immediately replaced by the thick cock I had been loving in my mouth just a few minutes before.  I moaned even louder as I was stretched open, and almost could not believe how far up inside me it went before I felt the guy’s body and pubes press against me.  He then immediately began to pound me, rocking me forward and back on the cock in my mouth.  This was heaven.

This second fuck was a bit more frenetic than the first, and I was almost seeing stars in the blackness the blindfold had created.  I lurched back and forth, only getting a respite when my fucker slowed a little while his partner turned around and, I’m guessing, got on all fours in front of me.  My face made contact with his buttcheeks, and as I took the hint and started to reach out with my tongue for his hole, the pace of the fucking re-intensified.  I gave my first fucker the best rimjob I could while enduring such a shafting.

All good things come to an end, and my fucker eventually went over the edge and blew his load in me.  I encouraged him on by yelling obscenities into the hole of the first guy, feeling the dick in me flex and spurt.  When his orgasm had subsided he slid out of me, at the same time as his partner pulled forward away from my face.  I slumped down on my front with my legs splayed, panting from the exertion of taking such a hard fuck.  I then felt a finger pushing into me, and this time was not surprised when there was a bit of scratching.  This was clearly their thing.

The finger was removed, and I was about to reach up and see about removing the blindfold.  However, a body climbed on the mattress behind me, and I knew which one of them it was as I felt the thinner of the two cocks poking at my hole.  I relaxed and it slid inside in one go, before he began to pump himself up and down.  This time his partner didn’t join in, perhaps needing a while to recover after cumming in me, so I just lay there pushing my arse back at the invading cock while moaning and groaning in pleasure.  In time, a third load was added to my hole, and of course a finger went back inside me once the cock was removed.

I lay there wondering what was next, before I felt myself being gently pulled up by my armpits.  I took the hint and got myself stood up, before being walked off the mattress and over the concrete floor a few steps.  It was pretty disorientating, but I kind of liked how vulnerable I had made myself to these two guys.  He indicated for me to stop, and then told me to bend forward.  I did so slowly until I felt my arms make contact with something that felt like a barrel, at which point I used them to support myself while I adjusted my legs to get them open and my arse out.  No sooner had I done that than the thick cock was pushing back into me, setting up yet another hard pounding.  I clung onto the barrel for dear life as he fucked my brains out for a second time, my head this time filling with some hazy images of a similar scene in the same porn flick as the scene I had come to recreate.  I loved that these guys had done their homework.

He lasted quite a bit longer this time, and I loved every minute of it.  His cock was huge, and was hitting spots in me that no-one ever had reached before.  I just gave in and allowed myself to moan, groan and yell my way through it, making sure he knew how fucking good it was.  I could have stayed there for hours, but he once again got to a climax and I was filled with my fourth load of the night.  I slumped over the barrel when he pulled out of me, feeling the cum run down my balls as my gaping hole emptied.

“You want more?” one of them asked me.

“Yes” I panted, now totally lost to the fucklust.

“Cool” he replied, “but we need to rest for a bit.  Why don’t you come sit down over here until we’re ready to fuck you again.”

I wearily stood up straight and cautiously turned around, before feeling a hand on my arm encouraging me to walk in a certain direction.  My toes touched the mattress, and I stood up onto it before sitting down.  I then heard the sound of a lighter firing up a couple of times, followed by the smell of smoke.

“You want a cigarette?” the other guy asked.

“Yes please” I said, despite having quit in my late twenties when I met Alan, a non-smoker.  One was slid into my lips and lit, and then I took a deep inhale.  The rush was intense, but I also loved it.  I exhaled, then shuffled myself forward a bit until I felt like there was enough mattress behind me to lie down on my back.  Reaching out occasionally to tap off ash on the concrete floor, I happily lay there and smoked my first cigarette in over a decade while my arse throbbed in a mix of pain and pleasure.

A short while later a second cigarette was popped into my lips and lit, followed immediately by my legs being lifted into the air and onto a set of shoulders.  A finger was pushed into my hole, and this time I winced as it scratched me a bit before being removed.  The thinner cock was then pushing into me, and soon enough I was being fucked for a fifth time while I puffed on the cigarette between my lips.  Oh yes, this was going to be a thing I did more often from now on.

When I had finished that cigarette and the stub end of it had been taken out of my hand, the cock in me was removed and my legs lowered.  I didn’t think he had blown in me, so I assumed a change in position was happening.  I was right, as I was pulled up and eventually put into a kneeling position with my legs open. They encouraged me to raise up a bit as one of them slid under me, and then I was lowered to take in the thinner cock that had just been fucking me.  I propelled myself up and down a few times on the erect penis, and then a hand on my back pushed me forwards.  I knew what was coming, and gritted my teeth and did my best to push out as the thicker cock pressed at my hole and then began to slide inside.  It seemed to take forever and I could not help but yell out repeatedly, but eventually both of them were inside me side-by-side.

They let me get used to it for a moment, with a bottle of poppers presented at my nose that I gratefully huffed on, and then the movement started.  The guy behind me did most of the work, vigorously pushing in and out of me in a way that caused me to also move up and down his partner’s cock too.  I felt fuller than I ever have in my life, and who knows what sort of noises were coming out of my mouth while I took my first ever double-fuck.  With the blindfold on and the intensity of the sex, I almost seemed to drift out of my body, imagining from any number of porn films I had jerked off to what this must look like.  It all got too much for me, and I involuntarily and hands-free reached orgasm, presumably covering the guy lying on the mattress with my cum.  They didn’t let up though, and I was starting to think I was going to cum again when they both finally went over the edge together and filled my innards.

After remaining in a panting heap for a bit, they gradually disentangled us and I slumped over on my back beside the other guy.  A cigarette went between my lips again, and in a semi-conscious state I lay there and smoked all of it.

“I think we’re fucked out mate” said one of them a bit breathlessly, after we had rested for a while.  “But I reckon you’re not yet.”

“Never” I replied.  “Need more.”

“Thought so” he laughed.  “Well, you just lie there while we see what we can do.”

I had no idea what that meant, but was too fucked-out to care. I just lay there while they did whatever they were doing, presumably sending messages on their phones or something, only stirring at one point to ask if they had any water.  A bottle was put into my hand that I took a few sips from, before I decided to turn over onto my front. While doing so my hand made contact with a packet of cigarettes that had a lighter inside, and with a bit of trial and error I managed to get one lit despite not being able to see a damn thing.

Eventually one of the guys re-joined me on the mattress, and I felt the now familiar poking of a finger into my hole. I opened my legs wide to give full access, and just lay there as he wiggled and occasionally scratched around inside me.  It’s obvious now what was happening, but in my haze I just passed it off as a kink or something. To be honest, my hole had become so insatiable that I was just pleased to have something inside it.

It turns out that they weren’t completely fucked out, as the guy with the thinner cock pushed back inside me eventually and slowly humped me while I lay prone on the mattress.  It was pretty gentle and lacking in energy, so I knew it was probably more about keeping me going than him needing to cum again.  He kept at it for a while, and then I heard the door to the warehouse opening and the shuffle and clomp of more guys coming in.  There were definitely at least two of them, maybe more, and from the sounds of it they were all soon undressed.

My fucker withdrew, and then unknown hands pulled me up onto all fours.  Something was pushed into me that felt very unfamiliar, but I now know was probably a toothbrush or something.  I winced and yelped a bit as it was thrust around inside me, before it was unceremoniously pulled out and replaced with a cock.  Only this also felt unfamiliar in a way, as there was something else there that I concluded must be a Prince Albert.  Man did it feel weird at first, but once its wearer began thrusting in and out the sensations on my prostate were incredible!

My moans and groans were soon stifled by a cock going into my mouth, which also had a really thick gauge PA on it.  Swirling that giant piece of metal around in my mouth was yet another new sensation, but soon I had to contend with it going down my throat which really tested me on the gag reflex.  The guy seemed unconcerned though, and thrust himself forward towards me so that I pretty much had no choice but to choke and moan around his pierced dick while the other one sped up his epic pounding at the other end.

They swapped places after a while, and then again a while after that…  I actually lost track of who was in each end given how similar their cocks and piercings were, but I suppose that as I couldn’t actually see either of them it didn’t really matter.  Eventually the one in my arse blew his load in me with a roar, after which the other one took over and very quickly spilled his seed in me too.  After he pulled out I collapsed onto my front, but was very quickly turned over and my legs parted to allow another man to push into me and start a rapid fucking that very quickly resulted in yet another breeding.

As soon as he withdrew, hands grasped round my wrists and ankles and I was hoisted into the air,  Being unable to see I did not know where I was going until I was briefly lifted even higher and dumped into what I knew must be a sling.  I guess the metallic bangs and clangs I had been vaguely aware of during the spit-roast must have been related to this being got out or set up.  Anyway, my arms and legs remained held in the air as the men worked to put some kind of leather cuffs on them, and when they let go I was properly held in position.

It was at this point that I felt some tugging at the duct tape, followed by the cold of a blade or some scissors at the side of my head.  Then, with no warning or care whatsoever, the whole thing was ripped off in one painful go, causing me to yelp out in agony.  I blinked at the influx of light into my eyes, and then I blearily looked around me at the five black men standing in front of me.  One of them looked familiar enough that he was presumably the one whose profile I had linked with on the app, and he was standing so close to another that I presumed that must be the partner.  They were both lean and muscled.  The other three were a different deal altogether, being tall and built like breeding bulls, all sporting huge gold chains with scorpion pendants.

That was my first clue, but my eyes finally adjusting properly gave me my second.  The breeding bulls were adorned with huge biohazard tattoos on their impressive pecs, and I then noticed smaller ones on the other two guys on their flat stomachs.  I could not remember if one had been visible on the app profile photo or not, but either way, the scratching of my hole now all made sense.

“Fuck” I said, to no-one in particular.

“That’s what we’re here to do” said one of the bulls, before he stepped up and jammed his pierced cock into my hole.  I yelped as I helplessly hung there, now knowing that the cock in me was toxic, the loads I had in me were all toxic, and this was nowhere near over.

“You know you want it” said the profile guy, watching me being mercilessly pounded.  “We could just tell that you wanted it.”

And I did. In that moment, all I needed was for these guys to continue to use me until they were spent.  Yes, the porn scene set-up had been a massive turn on, but as the PA ravaged my innards I had something of an epiphany.  This is what I had been missing.  This is what I needed.  It’s like this toxic cock was finally bringing me into the light, where I could see the person I truly was inside.  All those years of identifying as a bottom, when in fact I was so much more than that.  I was, and would continue to now be, a truly unadulterated cumdump.

“Yes” I wheezed out.  “I need it.”

The guy fucking me let out a demonic laugh, and then upped his pace even more until he growled and blew his load.  One of the other bulls stepped up and ploughed in.  When he had blown, the third followed.  Then the first again.  So it went on, with me dissolving into a profanity-filled fuckhaze, screaming at them to breed and poz me.  Despite the number of times they blew, the bulls only seemed to get more energetic and eventually all three of them were fucking constantly.  The partner guys now joining me as bottoms, bending over from each side of me so they could make out with each other, share sucking duties on my cock or puff on cigarettes (which they shared with me) while they were ploughed.

The first signs of daylight appearing at the windows up by the roof of the warehouse seemed to take the energy out of the room, and after each of them blew one more load into my hole, they uncuffed my wrists and let me down from the sling.  I was very shaky on my legs and had to lie down on the mattress for a bit, before eventually using a rag that one of them threw my way to wipe some of the cum off my balls and legs.  I inserted the plug I had worn at the start of the evening, noting that it only just stayed in now, and then got myself dressed.  By then they were all ready, and the bulls surprised me by each shaking my hand as they muttered a goodbye and left the building.  The partner guys then offered to drive me home, putting a different rag on the back seat for me to sit on for the ride so I wouldn’t mess up their car, something I noted they also did on their own seats.

“Make sure you let us know how it goes” said the profile guy, as his partner shut off the engine outside my building.  “We can always have another go.”

“Whenever you want” I said, smiling at him.  “Might see if there’s any other scenes I’d like to do.”

“I don’t think what we did tonight is in any porn I know of” his partner laughed.

“Then we’ll just have to make our own” I replied, smirking.

They both laughed, and then gave me a warm smile as I got out of the car.  I watched them drive off, and then headed into my building and up to my apartment, grateful that I had not had any neighbours in the lift with me.  I resisted the urge to collapse into bed straight away, taking the time to have a shower and clean myself up, but soon enough was passed out.

When I woke a few hours later, I could only think of one thing.  Normally it would have been coffee, but today it was porn.  I grabbed my phone and got a few of my favourite sites up on different browser windows, clicking into my Favourites on each so I could look over the scenes that tickled me the most.  However, my focus was on the interracial scenes, and I soon found what I was after.  Joseph Ox being used by four hung muscled black guys, including Kept Secret.  Man, the loads I had blown to that one.

I booted up the app, and messaged profile guy asking for a way to contact the bulls and also sending him a link to the video.  He replied a short while later with multiple ROFL emojis, but also providing me a name and number.  I hurriedly got in touch with whichever one of the bulls it was, and then hauled myself out of bed.  I dressed in a tracksuit and trainers, and then headed out the door to get a caffeine hit but also pick up some cigarettes.  Fuck Alan and his rules.  Today was going to be the first day of the rest of my life.

And so it is, that really just a few hours after the most epic night of my life, I’m naked on a bed in my apartment waiting for the bulls to arrive.  They’ve found a fourth somewhere so that the porn scene recreation can be vaguely accurate, and I know I will enjoy that immensely before they inevitably throw the ‘script’ out the window and focus on getting me pozzed.  Profile guy and his partner are so intrigued that they’re coming over to watch, and maybe join in.  They’ve hinted at possibly bringing some other people round later too.  All the supplies we could need are laid out, and I’ve got things started by giving myself a bit of a brushing.

This one is going to be epic…

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Very good story. I have been thinking I`ll probably get pozzed soon as I go to a local bathhouse and I don`t ask status. I love guys cumming in me. But a situatipn like this guy was in would be a great way to get pozzed to.

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